Wine and Meditation

So on Sunday my good friend insisted that I go to church with her. CHURCH? How long has that been? I was a bit reluctant but she insisted on picking me up (which is a very good thing because I probably wouldn't have gone otherwise). I am glad we went. The Agape Spiritual Center is not like the hypocritical churches of my childhood. No, this was full of cool LA people (they all looked liked actors), singing and well, just being spiritual. I even meditated which was rather miraculous for me. (OK don't tell anyone but I fell asleep. That still counts though right?)

After the service, still feeling the love, I went to the church bookstore where I stocked up on books that will surely help both Max and I. Secret for Teens! I know that this is the one book that will do the trick. All he needs to do is become a master of his thoughts! Think positive and you can have whatever you want. He will probably only think about weed. When he called later that night, still excited from my efforts at finding peace all I wanted to do is tell him about my day at church. I even lied and told him the girls from the Pretty Wild E show were there (he has crushes on these girls)....I think he saw right through my lies. Surprisingly, he really wasn't interested in my new books or my day at Agape. I really don't know why..... He only had one angry question: when do I get out of here?

The new calm, spiritual me was gone in a second. I guess it will take more than one Sunday to transform me into a zen master. I really want a quick fix which is probably why we are in this position now.

So what is the logical thing to do? I went to the wine store and selected some very lovely Italian wine which I am now drinking. (Thank you Groupon, my new most favorite website.) Is it hypocritical of me to drink wine? Do I need to drink all the booze in my house before Max comes home? Can I ever have a cocktail in front of him again? This is all new to me.

Maybe God will have the answer for me next Sunday. Meanwhile, chin chin.