Just like heaven

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spent the morning
lounging on cool grass
feeling the sun warm my skin
around noon
I went for a long walk through the trees
secret little paths
which lead my mind to
peace

afterwards
I decided to take some photographs

here are two of my favorites





you can find the rest Here

afterwards
I took the long way
back to my car

and began my drive home
on the way I passed
a little Italian place
I had been meaning to visit for some time now
and
surprise surprise
but seeing as I had not eaten all day
I found myself famished

I stopped in
found myself a seat in the cozy atmosphere
and glanced over the menu

to start I ordered
slices of fresh buffalo mozzarella and tomato
rolled in olive oil, spices and shreds of oregano

it was beyond divine
its soft delicate flavor collapsing on my tongue

for an entree
I requested eggplant parmigiano
which it turned out to come with a side salad
and a few slices of a nice rustic bread

I opted for the homemade house Italian dressing
which was a fairly intense and delicious
puree of vegetables and balsamic vinegar

it was a purely sumptuous experience
and a fitting end
to a decidedly pleasant and distracting day

and with that
I am off to shower and gather
myself
together for the evening
I have been informed that I have been granted
an unlimited bar tab at a local club tonight
and
I do plan on abusing it
*grin*

Comments

Re:

[lambie.livejournal.com]

mmm.
sounds wonderful.

i've never lived anywhere else so it would definitely be an experience for me...

funny.
i don't have a southern accent.

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why does that not surprise me

in a strange twist of fate
despite my attraction to the southern belle accent
I have never dated anyone with it

the two most serious relationships I have had
[the first my fiancee]
[the second a girl I dated for three and half years]
were with southern girls
who did not have a southern accents

truely I am just the screwed up result
of a southern man wedding a yankee woman
I get half of each gene
and an entirely confused
*mischevious grin*

Re:

[lambie.livejournal.com]

i wish i had it.
it's because i'm floridian.
though we are the furthest south,
we're not considered the 'deep [dirty] south'.

i should move to georgia.

so where were you born?

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I was born of all places

in the loft of a barn
on a lesbian commune
called "Dragonwagon Farm"
in the Missouri Ozarks

so from my birth
I was destined to love women
and never close doors behind me

*wink*

Re:

[lambie.livejournal.com]

you know what?
i think i read that in your journal.
i just didn't believe it.
lol.

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you know what they say
truth is stranger than fiction

my parents lived on a farm in the Ozarks
and my mother wanted to have a natural birth

our nearest neighbors
[encroaching at five miles away]
was this commune
and they happened to also have midwives

so it is there I was born

I have a quilt somewhere
made in honor of my birth
with each of the women at the commune
making a square
it is pretty kewl to look at now
that I am an old man
*Grin*

what always amuses me most
about the tale is how my mother
explains that in the beginning it was
just a normal commune
started by a group of couples
over time the women decided
that the men were lazy assholes
and eventually kicked them all off the commune
and that was that

I suppose it was the first warning
in my life
to be gentle with the women we love
as
one must be sure
that whatever shit they must put up with
is exceeded by the affections and kindness we do
else
trouble will ensue

I once heard a statistic
that stuck in my mind

it goes as follows

"50% of men do not kiss their wives goodbye when they leave the house, yet 80% of men will kiss their house goodbye when their wife leaves them"

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[lambie.livejournal.com]

wow.
i wish i had stories like that to tell.

kewl
i find it funny how you spelled this word...

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stories my dear
are just that stories

they serve as pleasant amusement
to pass the days
with soft smiles and gentle laughs

but having stories or not having stories
does little
and means little
when it comes to happiness

I think most of having stories is about perspective, looking at things in a way that when they are retold they are humorous and illuminate a positive ideal, I however am still working on the latter
*smirk*