I apologize for my general lack of posts lately but I’ve been on a quest of sorts for the last two months. My grail is noticing “perfect moments” and once the concept was in my head I couldn’t stop experiencing them. Might have become a bit obsessed... Let me explain.
A perfect moment by my definition is a time when you are fulfilled. You look at something and really appreciate it. Happiness can be a part of perfection but I have had some sad perfects in my life as well. Its that overall feeling that you are in the spot you were meant to be. We all have them but I am making a point to lock them in and hold on. Now that I'm actively on the lookout they show up everywhere. Like a couple weeks ago at the Twins game.
I sat down with my helmet cheeseburger one row from the field and felt an overwhelming sense of calm. That's a weird description but I was there with friends on a perfect night and I had a plastic hat full of food. Then it was time for my youngest to graduate.
My whole family came in for the occasion and we rented an Airbnb for the weekend. It was nothing short of awesome and filled with perfect moments. Boyfriends, and girlfriends, and shoes that looked like bouquets. Even the ex wife stayed with us.
Things were getting bumpy as we drank in a place that used to serve me dime draws and I made the mistake of letting the graduate order a round of drinks. A tray full of blue drinks showed up. 10 to be exact. So I asked the name while grabbing one and was told the Happy Hour Special was called Adios Mother Fucker. $1 gets you a full cup of well vodka with some blue syrup poured over the top. I was not happy but the moment was perfect.