Anyway, we took a three-hour drive to an equally small, equally cold, grey, and dismal town for my conference. In fact, there was very little there that seemed at all different from here. Except for one thing: no kids. No Sky to fall apart. No Pink P to cry her way through an entire box of bandaids. And no Stow to break free, wreak havoc, get caught, repeat.
On the last day, when Ren picked me up after my hours of meetings, he looked completely reinvigorated. He'd found sushi at the grocery store, and a whole foods selection unlike anything we see in our own town. Plus, he'd been shopping.
"I bought a new laptop, some camera equipment, and a DS-3D," he said. The side of his nose twitched slightly, so I was pretty sure he was lying.
"I told you I was going to buy a lot remember?"Yes, he had said he would shop, and he had threatened to spend a lot of money. But, I was in the midst of prepping for my presentation, so I assumed he was blustering for attention. I didn't care if he spent a lot of money or not. I just needed to know whether our credit card bill was going to knock my socks off, so I asked again.
"Did you really buy all that?"
"See, you always complain when I shop," he replied, attempting to lure me into an argument that he hoped would distract me from my current line of questioning.
"I don't care what you buy. I just want to know if you're telling the truth. Besides, you twitched. When you lie to be funny, you twitch."I'd never pointed out that I knew about the twitch before, and when I did, he gave up the ruse and admitted that he'd only bought a few minor things on sale. I think he was disappointed that I didn't fall for his story. To be honest, though, I was just glad we could have a conversation in peace and that things were calm enough for me to notice the twitch.
The moral of this story is most certainly that we need to get out more. It's hard with my work, his back, our special needs kids. But, hey, we can always hope. And, if not, I guess we'll always have Madison (or some place like it).