It’s been an odd weekend, but it ended on a wonderful note after some rocky, tense sexual moments that I hadn’t expected and which just weren’t in the cards, at least in the moments they were presented. I’ve had my stomach licked a baffling amount this weekend, which I have to admit I sort of liked….
I went to the movies with a friend named Mae that had recently broken up with her boyfriend and we had a lovely time as we always do. She’s beautiful and brilliant; plays several instruments and has an energy and passion that can overwhelm people, but I find it inspiring. The theater we went to is one that caters to overindulgence, so we overindulged and it was worth it.
On Sunday, Kitty and I met with Mae and we all spent the day together. Kitty and I hopped on the streetcar and headed uptown, meeting Mae along the way. We walked to Prytania street which is lined with amazing food and little boutiques. It was sweltering hot outside and we all complained a little about the heat as we fanned ourselves, pulled the fabric away from our sticky bodies.
Our first choice for food was closed for the summer, but we ended up someplace a little nice because of the inconvenience. We talked about relationships over wonderful food and enjoyed our little respite from the punishment of August in the deep south.
We made plans to continue the party back at Mae’s house and we stopped along the way at the store, making a spectacle of ourselves as we searched the isle for things that we never really needed in the first place. We spoke loudly, openly about everything and made people nearby smile and laugh out loud both at us and with us.
When we made it back to Mae’s house, we chilled a bottle of champagne and played ridiculous board games, taking little breaks to fill empty glasses, tell stories about each of our lives and what’d been unfolding in them recently.
Mae played the piano as Kitty and I watched, entranced as her fingers made their way effortlessly across the keys. She apologized for playing sloppily, blaming the champagne and the lack of recent practice, but all we saw was perfection. When she mentioned that she’d been in a metal band, we listened to recordings of that, impressed by her talent there as well.
I sat in the corner of the room, my eye’s drifting between Mae and Kitty, appreciating their similarities and their differences. I thought about the men in both of their lives that had recently caused them grief and labeled those men fools in my head.
