Hippiness and all that

So in college (university, as we Canucks like to say) I discovered that I was born about 15 years to late. My calling was/is to live in a hippy commune. I have always thought that living in a commune would be the best thing in the world. To live every day with your friends/family. To raise our kids together. To help each other through rough times - emotionally, economically, physically (and I don't mean that is a sexual way :) ).

anyhow... this afternoon we went to our friends, the Wheelers. All our friends were there... the whole gang... the Wheelers, the Laceys, the Martins (including Charles), the Drozes, the Kenyon/Barkers, Mr Brown, Andy (I apologize if I missed anyone). I realized that it's almost like we DO live on a commune (except for the SEX part ha ha ha). We had a dozen little kids running around (by the way, where the hell did all these kids come from?!?!?) and I swear an outsider wouldn't know which kid belonged to which adults. All of us love all the little ones - everyone as much as our own. Everyone helps everyone. We all love each other. Everyone is friends. I just was overcome with the love and friendship.

Thanks for the fun afternoon Wheelers. To all our friends: thanks for the friendship, love and good times. I love you all.

p.s. sorry for being so sappy.

p.s.s. Ladies: Don't forget girls night out on Tuesday.

p.s.s.s Sam and Charles... I am so pyched that I'm going to your wedding

p.s.s.s.s CJ... everytime I think of books and TV now I will giggle.

I have to add this pic cause it's so cute.