I'm intense

Ok, I know I'm intense. It became SO obvious this past Sunday when Bill & I attended Eli's end-of-season baseball party. It was 3 hours of so of nothing but small talk; like literally we never got pass "this Wisconsin weather." Two things I learned from that:

A) I'm intense! And I can make small talk when in a pinch, but 3 hours?? I even threw the bait to everyone there - "and what do you do for a living?" NO ONE TOOK IT. No one from E's team knows what we do! Fortunately, Eli will see these kids in the fall again when going to school. Maybe then they'll ask.

B) Bill & I hang out with A LOT of Christians. In some ways the break was nice. No need to feel self conscious or vulnerable or emotionally naked. Just talkin about the weather. It was especially evident when word got out about another baseball party for an older league (middle school) was taking place at HOOTERS. People laughed in that "boys will be boys" sorta way and Bill & I dropped our mouths open. What, the Body Shop was booked? Yeah, everyone there had a story about the wings and did you know that Hooters gives free balloons to the kids? Just like Red Robin.

Anyway, I guess it takes someone with my intensity to deal with the shit I do at work (see below) and still love my kids and keep up w/ my husband. It may just be the way it is. It was just interesting to see this perspective.