Now that I'm no longer a kid, I really like sitting around and talking. And parties that involve nothing more than hanging out? Just fine.
William had his "my house turned 100 recently" party. Got to see him, see the house, meet his dogs (a pug and a French bulldog -- cute and sweet but snorty). Then this evening, Greg & Jerry were peopled out but I went over to hang with Bryree & the Floyds. We had conversation. I hypothesize that I am, in fact, a grown-up.