Party at my house!

i spent the night at my parents' house tonight while they were in big bear. my sister and i made dinner, drank wine and watched the kids swim in the backyard. after she left, i snuggled up in my mom and dad's giant bed and watched tv until i fell asleep...just like i did when i was a kid.

as i was cleaning up the house at the end of the night, i found myself staring drunkenly out the kitchen window and reminiscing about the memories i have had in that house over the past 22 years. i spent a while remembering all of the "get togethers" i hosted in high school - it was so convenient that my parents traveled a lot - and found amusement in the fact that i define "excitement" differently nowadays.

my friends and i had some really good times in that house and i am still shocked that no major disasters ever occurred. in fact, i think one of the worst was scrubbing the oil stains off the driveway after all of my friends decided to park there the night before - don't forget, my dad is steve balsamo (he'd notice these things).

those days don't seem so long ago yet i'm really happy that they're in the past. maybe i'm an old 30, but a long chat with my big sis, a bottle of wine within reach and a home-cooked meal make for the perfect friday night and i'm not ashamed to admit it.