December 2009: David and I at d.k. restaurant in Honolulu.
I have been walking in my neighborhood lately to get some fresh air and exercise. Then, I take a shower and feel great.
Another way I feel great is by attending a symphony concert at the Blaisdell with David. We look forward to the next concert, which will feature a percussion concerto. We are curious about what type of instrument the percussionist will play. Obviously, not the drums, because drums don’t have melody. We think it probably will be a xylophone or something similar.
David has been watching a lot of college and professional sports on TV. He is lucky I don’t fight over the TV remote, as I really don’t like television. He hogs the TV, and that’s perfectly okay with me. What a lucky guy! However, if there were a show I wanted to watch, I could go to the guest room and watch the TV there. No problem!
The funny thing is that even though I don’t watch the games from start to finish, I do know who the main athletes and coaches are. That’s because David likes to talk about sports with me. He assumes that I am interested in what he has to say, and by golly, I end up learning a lot of useless information about sports. Useless to me, not to him.
I guess that’s why we are still married. Most of the time, we are quite compatible.