Oh, how I have been meaning to catch up on this blogging thing. Why didn't God make the days twice as long and not as busy? Just kidding. That would be the worst. Especially on a shingling day. UFFDA.
Yesterday, my little brother and his team played another round in the section 8A basketball tournaments. Unfortunately, they lost by one point. It was discouraging in the fact that they lost by just one stink in' point. I mean, come on! ONE point! It was a major bummer, but they played so well that we cannot be upset. What a way to go out, guys!
After the game, my husband and I went to the Black Cat in Thief River for supper, as we hadn't eaten all day due to our busy schedules. We spent the previous night at different places as I went to Arthur for a barn dance with some of my best girlfriends (which was a great time by the way!), and he went to Roseau to work on his bomber some more. I don't think I've told you all about his bomber yet, have I? Well, we can save that for another time. :) Back to my point now. We left the game and it was snowing big, beautiful, wonderful snowflakes. If it wasn't windy, it would have been so stinkin' cool. When we walked into the Black Cat, we found our way to an empty table booth and quickly sat down as the place was packed. Little did we know that we were sitting right behind our good friends, Greg and Sandy Wilson. What a fun time to see you both!!
As Mark and I sat there, we did our usual. I asked him what he was going to order, then told him to order something else, because that's what I was going to order and we need to spread out choices out incase we didn't like one of the things we ordered. After we figured the challenging part out, we simply sat there and talked. We talked because that's what we do. We don't sit on our phones and look at Facebook or catch up on playing trivia crack. This is our time to actually catch up with each other from being gone the day before and simply being husband and wife. As we were sitting there visiting, an older gentleman came up to our table and simply looked at me and said "Are you two on your first date?"
OH HOW I GIGGLED!
I told him no and explained that the handsome man sitting across the table from me was actually my husband. He looked at me with astonished eyes and didn't believe me at first. He repeated his first question to me, and I again told him that we were married. This time, he came with a different response. "Wow. Me and my friends all thought that you guys must have been on your first date, because you were actually sitting here talking back and forth with each other. You guys must really like each other."
It made me smile. Well, of course! I like my husband a lot! We weren't doing anything out of the ordinary. We were simply TALKING face to face with no distractions. At the same time, it also made me sad. Is it that uncommon to see couples talking with one another rather than on their phones or distracted by the televisions hanging on the walls at restaurants now?
I want to challenge everyone who reads this to focus on the people you are with in the moment, more than your Facebook or Twitter feeds, game apps, or the reality televisions shows. Because, believe it or not, you might miss out on something pretty darn great. Don't let Satan take you away from something that has the potential to be so perfect, touching, and wonderful. Love someone in real life, rather than through your phone or the internet.
I bet they will like you even more. :)
MP
