Quiet Happiness

I had the most relaxing night in Starkville last night. Low-key, good weather, good friends, cold beer, good conversation. There's few things in the world I love more than a night like that. I must admit, though, that the visit did not start out quite so pleasant.
First of all, my hair looked like I had taken a shower and forgotten to rinse the shampoo out of my hair. I did, however, rinse the shampoo, so I'm not quite sure just what the problem was.
Second, it rained for about twenty minutes in Starkville yesterday. I know... doesn't sound like a problem, right? Well, as would be expected, the twenty minutes it rained (and by rained I mean monsooned) were the exact twenty minutes I was trying to move some things into my apartment. Therefore, my moving was a little more difficult than I had originally imagined. Add in the previous notion of the problematic "shampoo-head," and it seemed that my visit was not off to the best start.
It turned around rather quickly, though, because I got to spend some time with two of my favorite people in the world. I had a great time talking and catching up with Katie and Megan, and then Meg and I had a fabulous sushi dinner. I felt like I hadn't gotten to see or catch up with her in such a long time, and it was great to get to relax and have one of our great talks. I'm looking forward to regular sushi dates with her this year! :)
After dinner, Katie, Megan and I headed to the bar. After a few minutes at Mugshots, Meg and I decided we were in more of a "Bin mood," so we headed over there for awhile. There weren't many people there, but it made for a really relaxing, laid-back night, and that's just the way I like it.
As cheesy as I already know this is going to sound, I'm going to say it anyway. As I've grown, I have started to really grasp the value of a quiet night with good friends; of course I remember the crazy nights, but, for me, the quiet ones are what provide substance, definition and meaning. I live for the quiet nights.