Front Porch Adventure

It all started on our front porch...Cliff has been on call all week with more business than he really wanted, and I was busy with studies, photo shoots and such. So, we decided after we ate our warmed up Taco Bell taco (I ordered too many the night before and they are never good after 2 days!) dinner, we'd sit on the porch and reconnect! Cliff sipped his wine while I sipped a home made frap. The air was very nice with a bit of a breeze and we talked and talked. Our conversation went all over the place...my heart was stirring as here we were, all alone (that is a rare moment) and what are we doing? We are sitting in rocking chairs on the front porch and my mind went to, "Oh my gosh, we have turned into our parents!" I challenged Cliff with, "Let's do something spontaneous! Let's take a drive up to the foot hills (it was dark by this time) and look at the stars! It sounded fun to me. Cliff had an idea too, "Let's go out for a piece of pie!" I still liked my idea, but the pie was sounding pretty good. So, Cliff jumped in the shower and by the time we got to the restaurant, it was well over 10:00 pm (getting very close to our bedtime). Cliff ordered a humongous french apple pie with, drizzled carmel, ice-cream and whip cream in a clear stemmed bowl so you could see all the decedent morsels! My order was a bit modest compared...coconut cream pie. We looked at each other and began to chow. Now I got about half way into my pie and realized I was beginning to have a sick feeling in my stomach. But, did I stop? No!!! This was coconut cream pie that I hardly get a chance to eat. I almost had that puppy put away, but I just couldn't get the last 3 bites down and sat there guzzling water and hoping the feeling would subside. Cliff also was experiencing the same...we left and all the way home we said, "we'll never do that again! We should have shared...we should have ordered something like soup...we should have..." So, we laughed at ourselves. Morning came and we both woke with the Hershey squirts (as our kids call it) and sugar diabetes comas (what a headache I had). Cliff and I did decide we have arrived. We are our parents!