Buzz

On Saturday, I had a combination birthday party/game night/housewarming.

It was very nice.

There was that incredible sound that I love - the pleasant buzz of conversation that just floats through the air when people are having a good time. This year, I've gotten to hear that at TWO parties I hosted. Two! That's a big deal for me.

I did take a moment to just lean back on the couch and listen to the buzz.

I couldn't make out the individual words, decipher the individual conversations. No, I could only hear that buzz of people having a nice time, that warm buzz that fills the air.

People ate. People talked. People played games.

I saw people I hadn't seen in months. I saw people I see every week. I saw someone I see basically every day.

I was warm and fuzzy and happy.

I closed the door after the very last guest, turned around, and there was Wine Guy.

"We had people over!" He said and gave me a big hug.

Yes. We. Did.