In a minute I will get in my car and drive all the way to Tucson with the windows down. I will sing at the top of my lungs and let the wind whip my hair in my face as I drink my Diet Coke and dream about possibilities.
Before I go I will share with you. ( I want to give you some reading material whilst I'm away...)
I am still basking in the Euphoria of Her Love.
While she was at work yesterday I watched Our Movie. Practical Magic.
I cried. I let tears slide unashamed down my face for the duration of the movie. That movie always makes me cry because it is US. Unconditional Love. Unconditional Understanding. Unconditional Conditions.
Have you ever seen that movie? Sometimes I am Sally and she is Jillie. And sometimes I am Jillie-Bean and she is Sally. My blood. Her blood.
“Bring crazy clothes so we can take some fun artistic pictures on The Strip,” she said.
We talked and laughed with everyone in our path.
We OWNED The Strip. We took her by storm!
That’s The Secret, you know…
Stepping out into the world and TAKING it as your own. You are not a guest here! This is your home! These are your people! You are no shrinking violet, my friend! Take what's YOURS, 'cause ain't no one gonna give it to ya!
I watched myriads of women in groups and with dates. They wore teeny tiny tight revealing dresses and 5 inch heels. They looked POSITIVELY PINCHED! Beautifully Uncomfortable and Contrived.
They couldn’t breathe and therefore they couldn’t laugh.
Coral and I laughed. We laughed at everything we saw and everything we didn’t but imagined.
“Wow. No one would believe I am SOBER AS A JUDGE,” she said.
“SOBER AS A JUDGE??!!!” I laughed. “YOU’RE INSANE!”
“You are!” she said.
WE are.
We danced through casinos and knew we were above the games people played.
“What do we say if someone asks what show we are in?” she asked. “We look crazy.”
“We just look them in the eye with a straight face and say, ’I have no idea what you mean’…” I replied.
“I am REALLY REALLY good looking,” she said with a smirk. “I mean, I just can’t even BELIEVE how beautiful I am! What should I entitle my photo album for Face Book?” she asked.
“Ummm, SHEER VANITY…?” I said.
“NO! We’re just having FUN! We don’t think we’re BETTER than anyone! I will call it Two Of A Kind. Perfect for Vegas.”
Perfect for US.
"THAT WAS PERFECT!" she cried. "Ultimate TURKEY!!! AHAHAHAHAAAAA! SO TRUE! SO TRUE!"
As we headed back to our car we got in an elevator full of people.
The elevator was silent and everyone stared at the door in front of them.
“Great job with Elevator Etiquette, Everyone!” I said sorta deadpan with a hint of mischief in my voice. “This is EXACTLY what you’re SUPPOSED to do when you’re in an elevator. Don’t make a PEEP and stare blankly at the door.”
“Shut up, Crystal! You’re embarrassing me in front of my friends!” said Coral.
“I just wanted to congratulate them on a job well done. They have passed the test with flying colors,” said I.
Some people on the elevator laughed and shared our joke. Others looked extremely unhappy with this unexpected turn of events.
As I drive today I will smile when I think of all the people we met last night. I will smile when I think of how many people ENJOYED us and our energetic presence, if only for a moment.
I hope I don’t get any bugs in my enormous teeth…
