BACK AT OUR HOME AFTER HONEYMOON

I decided to revise the details I originally entered because it was too personal and improper.  Needless to say, we were very sorry it was over, but "home" was nice, too.  I decided to keep my flat for while as we might like to go the Frisco once in awhile.  I moved my personal belongings to Blythe's home in Sacramento and now she will let me sleep with her in her bed which is now our bed.  For those of you who missed the original account of our time at Tahoe...well, it's hard to imagine a more graphic and sensual account.  Sorry you missed it, but glad in a way.  I decided not to tell Blythe that I was a recovering alchoholic and also decided to stop the wine sessions..she can enjoy while I sip something else. I took the first steps in opening my practice by researching properties for my clinic.  I found a good office for rent and had my signs made and they are hanging  up as I speak.  I then put an ad in the paper  about my opening soon.  I rented a space in a hangar at a private air port for our plane. So, I have been a busy boy.  Blythe's vacation had ended and she is pounding the keys at the Sacramento Bee and I am sitting here at home writing.  I told you I had decided to cease the wine, but not until things settle down abit.  Last night we enjoyed our first wine at home as husband and wife.  We got to talking about space.  Blythe wondered what was beyond space and I said "more space."  She said that everything has to end sometime, somewhere, and I asked how does nothing end..nothing to end..pure 100% space is nothing at all.  We decided the human mind is not fitted to understand because we are shaped to think everything had to have a beginning and therefore had to end.  We deduced that we had come upon an intellectual proof for God....There has to be an originator for something to be created and only God has always been. The more wine we drank, the more insight we had!  We also discussed "Truth."  We settled upon the fact of Truth.  Truth is.  It is not created by ideas and assignments of what is true.  it just is. We discussed "relative truth"  the brain child of intellectuals.  These are also the "who is to say"  bunch. " If it is true to you, then it is truth."  I feel like telling them to believe with all their heart that they can fly and then jump off a building.    Blythe will be home in a few minutes and we dedcided to go to the Embers Restaurant which her Father started and built.  It is under new ownership, but is a continuation of what her Father built.   Both Blythe and I are fascinated by the study of Earthquakes, so this coming weekend, we are going to drive down to the drilling site near Parkfield and see if we can talk to any scientist that might be on site.  We are going to literaly straddle the San Andreas Fault....one foot on the North American Plate and the other foot on the Pacific Plate....Maybe we will hug and kiss while doing that..maybe we can get someone to take our picture.  (to be continued)