Old times

Last night was a flashback. Hubs and I went out to some old friend's house for dinner. Or, in Kansas lingo, "we went to the country to shoot guns."

They are the type of friends that you can always talk to. There are never awkward pauses. There is catching-up; there is reminiscing. There is lots of laughter; and you feel free to share true feelings, too. They are really the first people I remember meeting when we I moved to Kansas 15 years ago.

Oh, you want more info about the "shooting guns" part. Since our friends live in the country, we have some fun shooting at targets. Hubs was able to bring out his gun and clean it; it hadn't been shot in over 10 years. I headed out to join in on the fun, but what had started out as a 90 degree day turned into a 45 degree evening. It wasn't worth being cold.

It was like old times being out at their house and we all had a blast! In a world that changes by the minute, it is nice to know some things never change.