It's Saturday night and I am alone. It's my husband's birthday weekend and he is at a Monster Truck Event. I personally cannot believe he went, but he said it was on his bucket list. He asked my dad and uncle to go but they kind of blew it off at the last minute. My dad said it was one of those "seen it done it" kind of things.
I can remember the day when I was glad Andy had something scheduled so I could have some time alone. As an only child not only did I get used to being alone, I began to need it. Now I don't like it. Even when I am down and we are not doing anything, it's nice to know I am not the only one in the house. The problem is that Andy and I were so used to being busy all the time and now that I am down he doesn't know what to do with his time. He gets bored and antsy.
I have never understood "boys night out" or for that matter, "girls night out". I have never been a "girls" girl so I was not invited to many girl outings. When I was, I was completely out of my element and could not wait to get home. Even mixed parties were daunting because as soon as you arrived, you split up to go to your respective corners. I always hung back and marveled at the ability to make small talk. Not me, I'd rather talk politics and religion. My latest attempt at having an intelligent and friendly talk on religion did not go very well. It was the annual "work" party and the seats were assigned. We got lucky and our good friends were at our table who happened to be Mormons. The husband like myself is very passionate and we could go all night debating Christianity and The Church of Mormon. In fact we did and it remained civil and friendly the entire time. Well another couple at our table happened to be evangelicals and at one point as the husband and I were talking about the Mormon Church the guy from the other couple spoke up and said,"Mormon's are a cult". Hhmmn, where does the conversation go from here? It wasn't very pleasant . As the heated conversation ensued, my husband gave me a dirty look saying "I can't believe you started this!" I shrugged my shoulders saying "I had no idea they were going to attack his faith like that?" Needless to say I am banned from bringing up religion at future gatherings (party poopers).
So I guess I will have to go back to my quiet role acting like I am enjoying the shallow small talk about absolutely nothing wishing I was at home playing with my dogs.!
Good Night!
Melissa
I can remember the day when I was glad Andy had something scheduled so I could have some time alone. As an only child not only did I get used to being alone, I began to need it. Now I don't like it. Even when I am down and we are not doing anything, it's nice to know I am not the only one in the house. The problem is that Andy and I were so used to being busy all the time and now that I am down he doesn't know what to do with his time. He gets bored and antsy.
I have never understood "boys night out" or for that matter, "girls night out". I have never been a "girls" girl so I was not invited to many girl outings. When I was, I was completely out of my element and could not wait to get home. Even mixed parties were daunting because as soon as you arrived, you split up to go to your respective corners. I always hung back and marveled at the ability to make small talk. Not me, I'd rather talk politics and religion. My latest attempt at having an intelligent and friendly talk on religion did not go very well. It was the annual "work" party and the seats were assigned. We got lucky and our good friends were at our table who happened to be Mormons. The husband like myself is very passionate and we could go all night debating Christianity and The Church of Mormon. In fact we did and it remained civil and friendly the entire time. Well another couple at our table happened to be evangelicals and at one point as the husband and I were talking about the Mormon Church the guy from the other couple spoke up and said,"Mormon's are a cult". Hhmmn, where does the conversation go from here? It wasn't very pleasant . As the heated conversation ensued, my husband gave me a dirty look saying "I can't believe you started this!" I shrugged my shoulders saying "I had no idea they were going to attack his faith like that?" Needless to say I am banned from bringing up religion at future gatherings (party poopers).
So I guess I will have to go back to my quiet role acting like I am enjoying the shallow small talk about absolutely nothing wishing I was at home playing with my dogs.!
Good Night!
Melissa
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