Thursday, June 5, 2008

A Friendly Little Supper

We went out to dinner last night with our friends Karen and Randy and Isaac to celebrate Randy’s birthday (editor’s note: Happy Birthday old thing) at the fabulous, fabulous Range. Comfortable with personable waiters and delicious food, what could be better? Such an amusing evening always brings up the question Why don’t we do this more often? Why is so hard to make time to get together with the people you love? Karen and Randy are both ebullient and charming and love to tell very funny stories and Isaac is so poised it’s hard to remember he’s only 13. So why do we only see them once or twice a year? I vividly remember when Karen was pregnant with Isaac (a tough time. Oooee. It makes me glad to be a gay boy with the plumbing I have) and now we’re reminiscing about his Bar Mitzvah. Still, I refuse to make promises to be better about this since I know it would just be a lie. Indolence may be a vice, but I have more interesting ones to worry about first.

1 comment:

  1. Sad to say, we are the same way...

    Maybe it has something to do with (gasp!) our getting older and not wanting to make the effort? I hope not...

    Glad that you had a fabu time!


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