Twelve Steps
Yesterday I was loathe to awake to a brilliantly sunny morning only to head on in to my fifteenth consecutive day of work. My summertime temp job of bagging ice, grilling salmon, hauling china and groping hot young dishwashers started out fun- but seven weddings, five company bbq’s and two gay birthday parties later, I’m exhausted and over it. Gina called me at 10am and told me to get home as she had no intention of going to work and called in sick so I was out. I drove into the driveway- only to find two dirty sweaty treetoppers hauling the arbor property line away with their brown muscley arms. The black haired green eyed punked out greaser style one looked butterfly inducing familiar. Its funny how the past can sneak into the neighborhood trees and whispers tales among the blackberries of late stupid teenage nights and stories gladly forgotton.
Apparently part of the twelve step program is creating a list of those you have wronged, seeking them out and asking forgiveness. And apparently I was on this list. The aforementioned black haired green eyed one approached me and profusely and sincerely apologized for a silly teenage incidental that resulted in outraged gossip and titillating scandal among the lake washington kangaroos. As my man Willy once bemusedly sang, ain’t it funny how time slips away…
The rest of the day was one long hot afternoon of girly laugher and hometown vacation time. Gina and Samora and Bogie swam in the Kirkland marina (I was having no part in the greasy bay with floating bandaids and toe tickling milfoil that brought be so much joy as a child). We had juicy pink cocktails and salty french fries in the early afternoon and tried on 80’s power suits in the consignment shops. Then we headed out on the boat and picked up Sherry and Piper and sipped iced white wine in Lake Sammamish while being cruised by horny underage boys. Piper said she had been contacted by a twelve stepper recently, who had stolen money from her in high school.
The sunset was beautiful but my friends are more so.
