I often joke on here that I am the great tempter, a demon of sorts whose comic relief and exploits are certainly worth a laugh. I realized as 16 of us gathered last week to catch up with our children in tow that I didn’t always play the role of the sulking isolated demon, that the parties that I throw really aren’t anything new as a matter of fact they used to be a regular occurrence, that I did go out and was a social creature. Distance creates perspective and occasionally it takes time to realize that as well.

My Fucked Up Not Really but Kind of Poly Family