Linda and I entertained the idea of following our beloved Iowa Hawkeye football team to their Orange Bowl game in Miami. Unfortunately, the date is January 5th, and that would make traveling difficult because of the amount of time away from work Linda would be taking. We decided it just wouldn’t work this year for us. Of course Darryl was pushing hard for us to come back to Florida and offered us a place to stay as well as taking care of all of our transportation needs. We all know the real reason behind his hospitality… he wants Linda to come visit. They talked many times on the phone over the last two weeks, trying to see if there was any way to make the trip happen. Ultimately, it was Linda who realized that she couldn’t do it because of work. We were all disappointed over it.
Roger and I haven’t talked much in recent months as the lapse time extinguished the flames of desire. I did get an email from him asking if we would be coming to Florida for the bowl game and I had to tell him no. Linda suggested that I go alone and then I could spend time with him. But as I said, those flames have died out now (though I would love to go to the game).
I had to go to a party Saturday night for Linda’s work. I really didn’t know many people there so it was pretty boring. As often happens at these kinds of things, the group segregated into guys in one room and the ladies in the kitchen/dining room. I could overhear the conversations coming from the other room, and it sounded a lot more interesting to me then listening to the guys talk about hunting and skinning animals. At one point I overheard the ladies talking about getting pedicures and wished I could have been in there to contribute my experiences. As we drove home Linda teased me about it and said I should have gotten up from the men’s group and come into the kitchen. Now I wish I had, but told her that I didn’t because I thought it would be better for her and her work situation if her husband tried to blend in.
I’m not sure what she really meant by that, but I blushed as I thought about it. Maybe she would like to have some of her male co-workers know that she needs a real man in her life.
This is going to be a busy week so I may not get a chance to write again until after Christmas. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season. Thanks for stopping by my blog. See you next year.