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sitaangelI wrote my Who Am I? ~ The Perfect Moments Edition over three years ago and since then I’ve had two more perfect moments to happen that should be added to what I originally shared with you all. These moments happened fairly close together and oddly enough (or not) they both happened with Donovan.
The first moment happened last December. I had gone up to visit Donovan for a night. Before I left the next day we went to Stillwater, MN to putz around. It had been the Saturday before Christmas and for that time of year it was actually pretty decent out. We spent the late morning/early afternoon walking around to the various antique shops. It was fun; he likes antiquing just as much as I do. I told him I was on the lookout for old wooden boxes to buy. I do believe I told him I wasn’t willing to spend a lot of money on them, but every box he brought to show me was almost always expensive. After we got tired of antiquing we went to a little restaurant for lunch. While we were there Santa came in. He talked to all the kids in the place and every adult, he shook their hand. A bit after he left a bunch of carolers came in and sang a few songs. It was pretty neat. I look back on that day and it was just perfect.
The second moment happened last January when I again went and visited Donovan. The last night I was there we just stayed in. We decided to watch Psych from the beginning. We drank, a lot, and played different card games. He, for the record, is a sore winner (holy hell does he know how to gloat). There is not much to say about that night, but we could have another night doing that exact same thing or something similar and it’ll never compare. It was just perfect.
The first moment happened last December. I had gone up to visit Donovan for a night. Before I left the next day we went to Stillwater, MN to putz around. It had been the Saturday before Christmas and for that time of year it was actually pretty decent out. We spent the late morning/early afternoon walking around to the various antique shops. It was fun; he likes antiquing just as much as I do. I told him I was on the lookout for old wooden boxes to buy. I do believe I told him I wasn’t willing to spend a lot of money on them, but every box he brought to show me was almost always expensive. After we got tired of antiquing we went to a little restaurant for lunch. While we were there Santa came in. He talked to all the kids in the place and every adult, he shook their hand. A bit after he left a bunch of carolers came in and sang a few songs. It was pretty neat. I look back on that day and it was just perfect.
The second moment happened last January when I again went and visited Donovan. The last night I was there we just stayed in. We decided to watch Psych from the beginning. We drank, a lot, and played different card games. He, for the record, is a sore winner (holy hell does he know how to gloat). There is not much to say about that night, but we could have another night doing that exact same thing or something similar and it’ll never compare. It was just perfect.
