jumbled recollection

[samiraalthores]

I spent some time last night with a couple of iraq veterans. I hadn't really been out on the town for months. My friends, M&M, convinced me after dinner to stay out a bit later and hit one of the nightclubs. The vets, K & M, were friends of M & M. They spent most of the time, after I bought them a beer, telling me how brave and courageous *the other one* was during their time. I admit I was a bit surpised that they were so well mannered even though the beer was flowing freely. Perhaps they sensed that I wasn't on the make or maybe they considered me their big sister. K & M are in their early 30's. Or maybe they enjoyed a sedate inquiry as opposed to the normal 20-something giggle machines that were women in this place. I must admit I enjoyed the energy of the place. I did some people watching from my comfortable corner in the bar. K & M would circle the place, chat up some women, and then for no discernible reason to me, move on. They always came back to me - perhaps I was their anchor or safe harbor or a convenient port. ?Quien sabe? They were quite attentive, though, and that made me feel good. M & M were busy on the dance floor. The conversation with K was incredible in 5-10 minute increments. I got home around 1:30 am.

I'm headed to the gym for a much a needed workout. I have a pot roast on the stove for supper tonight.