i was a bitch and showed up 2 hours late. she was angry, but not too angry, just disappointed, so she showed her disappointment by sitting on the couch finishing her thank you cards while we sat in awkward silence watching the late show, because yes i was that late.

soon however, the silence got to her, along with her stomach, and it was time to eat, besides the fact that she can never stay angry at me for too long, for which i consider myself really lucky...

but, where does one eat at 1:30 in the morning, if there is nothing in the house to eat. well.... lets just say it was time for another late night adventure.

we get into the car and the silence and awkwardness is broken by the music, and the idea of the late night adventure in store. music and late night drives always has that effect on us, its good that way.

we put in a random mix cd and hit the road, under the bright moonlight, and the stars.

pretty much no one else is out on the roads, because well, it's 1:45 am in ashby, and who in their right minds would be up and out at that time in the night, especially in ashby? NO ONE. but we were, we were and we were having a blast.

hunting for food we leave ashby and head into the 'burg finding everything closed, with the exception of gas stations, despite this we keep on looking. by now it is 2 am, and as we drive by all of the places that say open till 1 am, we are discouraged, i am thinking that home would be the best option, but we go on, searching for somewhere to eat.

we hit lemoinster and find not only a dunkin donuts that is open 24 hours, but also a CVS with a foodmart, and a 24 hour mcdonalds. now not only is it 215, but we are very hungry and there are choices to be made, and god only knows that when we are together we cannot make a decision to save our lives, never mind being very overtired and starving...

we sit in the mcdonalds parking lot for another 20 minutes before deciding to go for mcdonalds, because it is the closest, and we can't make a decision any other way.

we get our food and sit in the parking lot eating. we make artwork out of our ketchup, and watch the sprinkler outside of the car laughing at the water, and then at the way we laugh over the stupidest things. extreme overtiredness is very apparent.

3 am rolls around and i am freaked out by the creepy man that parks next to us in the parking lot, watching us as he eats, so we leave. on the drive home she serenades me with songs from old musicals, and it takes all i have to not crack up in the middle of her rendition of, On My Own, which she very seriously sings 3 times in a row, before i make her stop... number 1 because its soo good, i cant stand it. and number 2, really i am lying about number 1, but it looks better this way. and number 3 she wouldnt let me sing along with her, because it was "her song" so i had to wait to join in the fun, i had to wait till she sang it 3 times in a row...

330 we arrive back at the cabin and i begin to realize despite the amount of caffeine consumed that i will not make it much longer.

we sit down on the couch and she finishes her thank you cards and i fall asleep as i always do on that couch.

around 430 she wakes me up and we go to bed for real. and as i try to fall asleep again i think about everything that had happened that day.

from work, to the fireworks, to our late night adventure, and i realize that even if i could, i would have it no other way, because this is bliss.

and the looming thought of the hundreds of changes on the horizon is becoming more and more of a nightmare, a nightmare i am just not ready to face.