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I don't know if one would call it a date, but I did have a nice evening with Wyatt the other night over barbecued peckles.
I know, I know. Usually I just try to limit my meats to fish and chicken, but I remember barbecued peckles from when I was small in the Grasslands. And I couldn't help but notice that Wyatt had brought some back from his trip to the Grasslands. [I also couldn't help but notice that he was shirtless out by the lake when I had wandered upon him, but this is a horo-horo of a different color.]
I brought out my best bottle of Kanakan Red, and he cooked the peckles to perfection. I couldn't have asked for a better dinner, a better conversation, or a better compaion. Some part of him still misses Anna, that much I am aware. Some part of me misses Lelei. But...I choose not to focus on what's gone, but what's here. And I think I would be thoroughly bored senseless were it not for the Strategist Corps [Leon, Caesar, and Mathiu] and Wyatt. It's something to be said to be alive around so much history, and so much to learn!
Wyatt suggested that next time out, we go camping. I think that would be fun - I've never seen myself as much as an 'outside' girl, but there's an 'outside' girl in me. Funny how that works out, yes?
Anyway, I should get going - I hear music outside, and I guess that means that the Spring Festival has begun. Nice to be out and about to have fun, isn't it? Ta!