Made some absolutely delicious slow cooked pulled pork and did my part in the impregnating process yesterday. Altogether it was a hot, horny, fun-filled evening. Before all of this, but after work, I laid on the couch and stared at the sun shining through the leaves. It was subtle and soft – the wind rustling them in subtle shudders while Amelia sat on my lap and Marie and I dozed. There is something new and lovely about being on the second floor of an apartment watching the parts of a tree you don’t see from the ground. You are elevated to an understanding beyond yourself by a power strong enough to hold you firm.
Or, the privilege of the universe letting you get a second story apartment.