Hi, I’m Geochick.

Welcome to my blog. What started out as a private blog to document our adoption journey has evolved into my journey through therapy and spiritual awakening. Without our struggles to build a family, I’m not sure I’d be waking up, and for that I’m grateful.

What Is A Murder Mystery Dinner Like Anyway?

Because we didn't see it.  We had a good plan to meet at our friends' house, have a couple of cocktails and then head over to the playhouse.  Everything was going swimmingly until we got to the playhouse, the room was hot and our friend's husband who was quite tipsy decided to go out for some air.  About an hour after he was nowhere to be found (and didn't have his cell phone with him) his wife called the police.  Turns out he decided to walk home and sort of forgot to tell, oh I don't know, anyone.  I would've loved to see the police give a grown man that lecture. 

Yep, that was fun. 

S and I were able to eat dinner but missed everything else, left early, picked up our friend after she determined her hubby was in no real danger to anyone but the toilet, and rang in the new year with her at a bar near their house.


Random Thoughts And An Update