Its the little things


Today I had the privilege to hang out with my husband and two amazing friends. My dear Aunt Linda and Uncle John arrived at my house at 10:45 am and we headed out by 11. First stop was a Christian bookstore where I rarely get to wander without having to rein in kids. I really could spend a small fortune in that place. A book 10 things woman should tell there husband but don't, Yaeweh sisterhood and several others are on my maybe I'll purchase soon list. Of course this stop made us approx 10 minutes late for our reservation but our double date was there on time.
We ate at PF Changs my absolute fav place and laughed more than I have in sometime. God bless my husband whose grammar and pronunciation lack at times but has a sense of humor and can laugh at himself too. That is one area we have grown as a couple, laughing with each other even when it is about yourself. As the waiter packed up my leftovers we opened our fortune cookies. In a hilarious irony Mike's said this : To love and win is the best thing, to love and not win is the second best. Mine said this: A passionate new romance will appear in your life when you least expect it. Of course, this was the subject of jokes for the rest of the evening. Mike saying make sure he is rich, and me saying I was looking for Mr. romance. But the real truth was that as I spent this time with my husband I remembered how it was we ended up married in the first place. I do enjoy his company, and laughter.
Next we headed to the movies at the nearby mall. There was a bit of downtime before the show started so we wandered and bantered, laughing every step of the way. I made several observations too. At first us ladies walked together with the men following, but eventually it morphed to her hubby closing in and joining the convo so he moved to her outside. Then hubby wavered behind a bit before deciding on moving between her and I. It was interesting to watch the dance of the group of 4.
We made one stop at the Children's Place which is no surprise to parents of young children. We joked about clothing styles, and the "interesting" male working. Once we made our way back to the movie theatre more banter about food choices, and then pre movie showings. I am a talker during movies so if you cannot stand that then do not watch one with me. I ask questions you cannot answer, make suggestions to the characters and on. I don't talk the whole way but am emotionally vested in the movies. For this reason I do not watch scary, horror, sci-fi kinds as I have trouble breaching the movie world and relating it what is real. I don't think it is excessive but it is what it is. Sex and the City was our movie of choice. It was nearly 3 hours long which was a bit much but because of the subjects I related to left me feeling good about the overall movie. Well, the mom stuff and wife stuff that is..
We chatted some more and then finally headed to our car an end to a great day! I ate the take out in the adorable little containers that Chinese take out gives you. I have no idea why it seems food is even better out of those things but it does. It makes my mind wander to #1 commenting on how I always drink soda out of wine glasses and other odd concepts that no one but me understands. Yes, not being in my 20's anymore has allowed me a different awareness of the little things and what makes me happy even when others think strange. Here I thought my 30's was the I am no longer young stage. Now I know that my 30's are who am I stage so by my 40's I will be ready for a house full of teens....LOL!

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  1. Book WhispererJune 1, 2010 at 7:36 PM

    i dont think anyone is ever prepared for a house full of teens!! LOL. Personally I love the teen years I relate better to teenagers than to any other age group which is why I pursued secondary education and not elementary.

    I loved reading this blog I could totally imagine the four of you out just having a good time. I especially like the photo you chose to showcase the blog. so simple but elegant just like you.

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