Journey to the Past (or Happy Epiphany Day!)

Ladies and Gentlemen,
It's time for a history lesson. You FINALLY get to learn what my fascination is with the word 'epiphany.'

We go to Columbus twice each year - once in May, and once in October. And when I say 'we,' I mean my three BFFLTs (best friends for long time), Rachel's parents, their dog, and one big-ass RV. Anyway, we were coming home from our May trip two years ago and we were jamming to tunes on Manda's iPod. It is ridiculously difficult to find a song that all four of us can agree on, and so we were listening to Vanessa Carlton's 'White Houses.'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSBqmu4B8Dg

Enjoy.
So...lyrics?
"My first time, hard to explain
Rush of blood, oh, and a little bit of pain
On a cloudy day, it's more common than you think
He's my first mistake"

Yes, that is what you think it's about. Manda passed me a note on a napkin.
"OH. I get it. This is about her losing her virginity, isn't it?"
"Wow. What an epiphany. Yes, Manda. Yes it is." I wrote back.
"I was convinced epiphany was a synonym for orgasm for a really long time and I was always really confused when I heard you or Wuh use it." was her response.

At that point, I just busted up laughing and shared the with the other two.
And so now, for us at least, and everybody we've told this story to, epiphany really IS a synonym for orgasm.

Yeeeeah. And today is Epiphany Day, which I think is something a religious that I'm still a little hazy on. But it is Epiphany Day nonetheless, and we celebrate it. Just because it's Epiphany Day.

Think what you will. But don't judge. :)