This is the story of a railroad, a robbery, and a train crash….the building of a guitar….and, a song by an artist that I have always enjoyed, L.J. Booth.
Does it get any better than that?
We had a rare (like, once a year or so…) “date night” last night….a night without the little ones where we could do “adult” things like go out to eat at a grownup restaurant and walk around downtown Asheville for a while.
That was kind of refreshing.
Maybe once a year is enough?
No….it’s not enough.
But….if we got a bunch of them, we’d probably be upset if they didn’t come like clockwork and we couldn’t exercise our God give right to be individuals for a moment and not just “parents’.
Who am I kidding, though? We missed the little guys….and we miss the big guys who helped us have a night on the town, too…..all the time.
So, it’s kind of like me posting all these videos of guys living in their vans or riding their bikes all over the world or traveling by donkey to an exotic place or…..
I have wanderlust that’s fueled by the responsibilities of staying in one place and holding down the fort….but I do love coming home to a house full of activity and all the people I care so much about.
Not getting to wander makes me want to wander….but I don’t want to live in a van all by myself (no matter how beautiful my parking space “down by the river” is).
We got a new used keyboard and the sticking keys and weird browser popups that we experience when we were using the old keyboard have seemed to stop for the moment.
Did the juice spilled into the old one, and the sticky keys that followed, lead to all the “computer problems” we were having?
Nice to upgrade the old computer with a two dollar thrift store keyboard replacement.
Asheville is a weird place.
We ate at a place that was right on the square downtown….and were “entertained” watching the street people twirl around and yell at the sky and at each other while we ate our meal.
Is that what “al fresco” means? That you can watch the deranged hoboes scream at each other while you put more spicy sauce on your Pad Thai?
There is so much more life….messy life….crazy life…up in Asheville than in our little town to the South….but some of it is life that I’d like to avoid if I can.
I’m glad we don’t live up there still
Crazy is entertaining if you can bail when it’s time to put the little guys to bed.
It’s good to get away from “bad crazy” when you feel like it.
Man, though….a date night sure is fun.
I could get used to that if someone would let me.
I’ll bet that Jenny could get used to it, too.