The Group of Seven is complete...

Sometimes things just happen, when you don't even notice. You get so caught up in trying to change your life, make it better, make it something, make it matter - and wham!
It happens - and you didn't even notice - your goals are starting to get accomplished.

I have a new set of friends. I knew that they were my friends a long time ago, I am not completely oblivious. I just didn't realize that somewhere between the cards and the booze, we all got really, really tight. When Bookworm came to one of our famous card nights, he mentioned how we had tightened up as a crew. He hadn't come around for a few games ( maybe 5 or 6 weeks worth). I started thinking about it... And occasionally someone would mention it as well.
Still, though, I hadn't decided if it was true. Sure, with a few of them, it was true:

The Kids through a couple of outside events - plus their engagement, how can you not love them. Also, she is the only other girl... Makes things easier...
Then there is sweet sweet DC. God - still - I could marry him. (Of course, I realize the insanity if even suggesting this.) We shared an early morning rendez vous on the deck this morning...While the rest of the cottage slept. Drinking coffee and Bailey's watching the day start. I swear this will be our retirement plan... Punk rock, hash and plants... He is perfect.

Next is the Jerk. I love him like he is family. Well, really that statement could be rewritten minus the word "like" and it makes more sense. Some days I think he is so far off the deep end, that no one can save him, then I remember that he is the one that will one day save us all. Just don't know how it will happen yet. Porno - he is strange cat, but thru 20 - 30 cab rides of getting-to-know-you-sessions... You know he is a great human being... And you can't help but love that... Plus he is quite funny at times. It took some time for me to decide that he is cool with me. He doesn't act like it much, but he doesn't with anyone I suspect... And the porno 'stash? Come on, anyone who can sport it in 2006 and not look bad... Has to be a keeper.
And last, and certainly not least - the final link in our own little group of Seven... What will I call him? He is DC's little bro and the Jerk's roommate. So you can understand my dilemma with him. Everywhere. He and I didn't connect. He is weirdo and I am weirdo. I have a wall around me, but his is made of carbon fiber or titanium. Maybe that will be his name, he works with metal and machines... Titanium it is. He is a part of everything. I see him and have known him more than any of the others ( aside from the Jerk) - yet we are the most awkward. But since one day, my children will call him uncle - I feel the need to work on our relationship now. ( Still know that I won't have his bro's kids... But leave me to my punk rock fantasies.)
I thought that if I cannot make him love me - then this will never work.

Then this weekend... I realized. He already does. We are all in a huge love-in right now... And it is working.

We all went up to the brothers' cottage in Georgian Bay. It was awesomely fantastic. We drank so much, played cards, ate cottage food... There was even a dog wandering about. Nora is a cute cute 6 mth old lab. And I love her.
The Jerk, due to a previous engagement, could not come. It was weird for me to go to this overnight event without him, my safety net. I knew it would be fine, but sometimes you just want your solid to be there. Just in case. And I had never done anything without him.
I always refer to this group as "your friends" when talking to my dear dear friend. Cuz they all were his friends first. He doesn't care for this, and talks about how I have to get over it and realize that I am in, I am family. DC has backed this up if I mention my hesitations... Still my nature is to stay behind the wall.
Well, now I am willing to admit this. For the final brick has fallen. Titanium broke... Though while completely intoxicated. Sometimes you need that though... He was touchy, huggy, pure if you will.. If only for 35 seconds, twice in the night.

I have new friends. We are suddenly ( or not so suddenly)close.
BL isn't part of the circle, and he is one of my best friends of nearly 16 years. And this is the first time I can recall that we aren't traveling in the same circle. Of course, our small circle, along with vw, rikolicious and myself - will always be the base. It is just the way it is... Bams too I guess. But we don't live in the same town... So a girl has to occupy herself. And my past has shown that hanging out with Fags all the time, is counter productive in this girls plan of life.

Cottage.
So needed it.
So nice.
No sirens, no phone service, no stress, aside from my liquor running out.
Boats all over, pellets all over, beer cans, all over.

PS Watching boys with no shirts on, firing BB guns at Cans while drunk - though a cliche, is super hot.
PPS - probably going to the weekly baseball game to harass Bookworm a little... Only if I have time, as Loverboy is coming over for some one-on-one face time.