When we hung a left onto Great Northern Blvd we both had the feeling it was Friday night and it took a moment for it to hit us that it was only Tuesday. We just had an amazing dinner with some friends and were on the hunt for the perfect after dinner spot to hang out. The first Starbucks we tried was packed with twenty somethings and there was nowhere to sit so we packed up and headed to the Starbucks located inside our area Target store. No big deal, the over thirty crowd doesn’t go out to be seen. We were just having fun being together, without our kids.
Every year we get together around the week of Christmas. This year our friends from Florida weren’t able to make it though and they were sorely missed. What wasn’t missed was the constant conversation stoppages and interruptions to take someone to the restroom or break up a fight. Instead we were free to talk. And anyone with kids will tell you just how much of an amazing statement that is.
[Think: Sir William Wallace in Braveheart yelling, “FREEEEEEDOOOOOMMMMM!”]
So there we were with our caramel macchiatos and chai teas in hand chatting up a storm when the lights went out and the vacuum started at the front of the store. The store would be open for another hour so we stayed and talked above the noise. “That’s nothing! We’ve got kids!” I shouted at the noise coming from around the corner. Having dinner and adult conversation never felt so good. The holidays were busy, and at the same time the frigid temperatures and snow kept me feeling like I never got out to do anything.
And as we rounded the bend and stopped at the first stop light, I couldn’t help but think how good it felt to join the land of the living once again.