The Sun peeked over the horizon this morning with a dazzling array of orange, red, and yellow amid bright blue skies with nary a cloud. I was sitting with my best friend, Rosa, in a local diner eating breakfast around 7am. The waitress had to come out to draw the blinds on the windows the sun was so bright to the east. I and Rosa both squinted until the shadow of those blinds overcame us with relief as they were drawn.
"I drank a six pack of beer last night," Rosa said eating a spoonful of her buttery grits with a wedge of half eaten toast in the other hand.
"What brought this on?" I asked, surprised, as I looked up after putting my newspaper down on the table. Rosa had my attention.
"I don't know," she replied. "I guess I just wanted to feel out of the ordinary. I am not much of a drinker though."
"I could have used a six pack myself last night. I was having a tough night."
"Remember the last time we drank?" Rosa asked.
"Vividly," I replied as I cringed. "We ended up in bed."
Rosa smiled coyly as she ate her last piece of bacon. The waitress then brought our ticket and I paid. Rosa and I left the restaurant and began the journey back to my home. I could feel a nap coming on.
"Do you ever think of me in that way?" Rosa asked as we passed over the small creek next to the dollar store.
"What way?" I reply. "Oh, you mean sexually."
I blush.
Rosa laughs and says, "You are so modest. I like that about you."
"My medications for my schizophrenia completely blunt my sex drive," I respond. "It is a known side effect. I can't remember the last time I was aroused so don't take it personally."
"We need to see about getting you on some Viagra," Rosa said as she reached out for my hand.
I burst out laughing.
"I am sure my father would just love me coming into his pharmacy and filling a prescription for Viagra. I can be the schizophrenic love machine."
Rosa giggled like a little school girl. I liked seeing this softer side of her. It was as if the clock of life had been rolled back twenty years. We were talking like teenagers again. We soon arrived back at my house and Rosa started to watch an old Batman movie on television. I and Maggie crawled into bed and took an hour nap. Now, I have the whole day ahead of me with a weather forecast of thunderstorms. It is going to be a damn good day. Hope you all have a great weekend.
13 comments:
Oh yes, Andrew. Everyday is a nice day. Watch the weather change and enjoy life.
Wishing you a wonderful day today, with Rosa and Maggie.
love,
fiwa
Have a good weekend.
I could use a beer today too. Unfortunately I cant, my 3yo would take advantage of me.......dammit
There's nothing more lovely than an afternoon nap--a pleasure I don't often get to have--to have it rain during the nap---unbelievable blessed. Enjoy.
Hi Andrew! Thanks for stopping by! Have a great weekend!
Hi Andrew, I have a bit of time today to stop by and read your blog. You write well. Have a nice weekend and take care.
Autumn
Thank you so much for putting up a link to my blog.
I think you're right about your relationship with Rosa. You have too good a friendship to ruin it with sex.
Have a good day!
And you have a wonderful weekend. Give your mom a big kiss tomorrow!!
I love the new layout, by the way! Very very cool!
Always,
Crusty
Thanks for dropping into my blog. I totally agree with what you said in the comments.
I've spent the last half hour reading some of your older posts. They're pretty cool. Now I'm off to read more.
I bookmarked you too.
Again, thanks!
Thank you for stopping by my blog, Andrew. I appreciated the comment; thanks for the kind wishes! I've poked around in here a bit, and I think you have a nice flow to your writing. Take care!
Sounds like a good day with a great friend. I'm glad.
Hi Andrew! Thanks for stopping by my blog earlier today. From the tone of what I've seen on your blog so far, I'll be back to read more another day. You look as though you have a nice writing style!
im with laurie anne, a nap itself would be splendid and the rain would make it better. you seem to so enjoy the simple things in life. that truely is a gift you know.
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