"Oh my gosh. What's that guy's name over there? Didn't we see him at Big Daddy's last weekend? He's soooo hot." ~ "We should totally have 'after bars' tonight!" ~ "We should totally hit Jack 'n the Box drive-thru on the way home tonight!!!"
"So what did you decide to plant in your garden this year? Asparagus?!? I am SO jealous!" ~ "OK, so here's my basic pesto recipe..." ~ "Gosh, those flashing strobe lights are hurting my eyes. And why is it so dark in here?"
Times have changed. But we still know how to have a good time. Dare I say, "We still freakin' have it!" (borrowed from one of my friends and slightly altered ;)
Anyway, what does any of that have to do with lilacs? Well...as I strolled into the house the next morning, I was hit with the most amazing smell.
The Mr. was at my parents' house for a little golf outing Saturday afternoon, and my mom sent some of their lilacs home with him. I can't think of anything better to come home to. Other than maybe a big hangover-killing breakfast. Maybe next time. When we're ready for a next time.