12 years of marriage

My new time waster is watching episodes of "21 Jumpstreet" on Netflix. The only excuse I have for this behavior is my depraved childhood. We didn't get to watch tv and all my friends raved about the show. Yes, I'm so dating myself. Still, I never watched it and when I saw it was on Netflix, I had to. Yikes! Were shows really that terrible 25 years ago?!! This really just leads into the comment that Samuel L Jackson was on an episode today. This has no bearing on anything that matters. It is a trivial thing that amused me, and I am sad that Dan is not here to mention it to. No one else cares. Heck, Dan wouldn't even care, but he would indulge me and pretend to be interested.

He and Joshua have been gone less than 24 hours and I already miss them. Dan is my best friend; the one I talk to about everything. I already want to talk to him about the dining room table. One of the legs partly broke today. It still stands and functions, but will it survive another move? Should we think about replacing it? And how do you find a sturdy, affordable table that seats 8? Is it worth investing in something new now? We could probably buy 2 cheaper tables that seat 4 each, but do we want to? What are we willing to spend? I can talk to myself about it, but it works much better when I have Dan's feedback.

I'd also tell him about walking the kids home from school. Why on earth does it wait till I'm leaving the house to rain? By then its about too late to drive, and I had 6 kids to pick up today and they would not have all fit into the van with Rylee and Delaney and me anyway. So we had to walk. It rained and then it hailed and the kids had a blast. It actually was fun, since I had the foresight to grab some umbrellas and rain slickers. So they stayed mostly dry and had a good time.

If Dan were home, I'd show off the 5 loads of laundry I got folded, and I'd brag about the walk I went on with my neighbor this morning. But he's not here, so I have to swallow it. Don't get me wrong, I am okay without him, and I am perfectly able to manage on my own. I just miss the little things, like telling him the dumb stuff that interests me each day. We usually talk on the phone once a day when he's at work. Just a short call to touch base and say hello. We don't usually have big things to talk about. For the next 3 weeks, if he calls or emails we will talk about important things, not those little things. I will ask if he made sure to take a picture of Joshua that has the entire Leaning Tower of Pisa in it and if Joshua has taken pictures of Dan. He will tell me about their adventures and it will be a wonderful conversation. But I won't mention the table, or Samuel L Jackson, or walking home from school.

So, my friends, if I call you to tell you that I swept the floor or that I was watching reruns of "Say Yes to the Dress," you will know why!