My weekend was really eventful. We went to Brad Billman's lakehouse off Cedar Creek Lake with Daniel's lifegroup. I enjoy lakehouses! I could be a lake rat all summer if given the opportunity. We swam, laid out, talked, rode jet skis, and relaxed. Oh, and ate tons of food. One funny thing was this guy Kevin who shamelessly dried off with a confederate flag towel. Sans the racism, I do appreciate what it represents - the rebel and the South. I love how Brad and Vicki furnished the house. Quaint furniture, cute figurines, and lake signs everywhere. 
We never got to go tubing behind the boat, but apparently we left just in time. There were some reported injuries for those who did go tubing! Meredith broke her finger and her husband cut his heel open. Augh!After the lake, Daniel had to go to band practice and I went to Miriam's Passion Party. It was plenty fun, but I was so exhuasted from the sun that I couldn't even enjoy all the alcohol there. Julie was making everyone tequila poppers - tequila and 7up in a shot glass, covered with with a paper towel, and pounded twice on the counter to make it fizz up. It tastes like champagne. Sex toy parties are such novelty; everyone cannot help giggling their heads off in sheer embarrassment as they pass the vibrators and dildos around.
Yesterday, Daniel and I went to Movies 14 in Allen to watch Year One during matinee hours. It was so disappointing that we snuck into a second movie, Night at the Museum, to make up for it. Fortunately the second movie was far better. We ate dinner at Cici's and had a great conversation about future plans on the car ride home. I confessed to him feelings I had for another person while we were separated. It didn't make him too happy, but I was beyond relieved. The truth was I was an idiot during that time - insecure and starved for attention. I'm just glad it's all over with, that all those feelings have dissipated. Something just clicked hard and fast in my feeble mind, and I am truly remorseful but at the same time refreshed. What a world's difference it is to be emotionally available; when you're not into something whole-heartedly, it dies. I won't let us die. Not after all we've been through, no siree.
