I twitter every once in a blue moon. I FaceBook almost every day or every few days. I write for several card-related blogs every other day or so. Yet, the blog that started it all for me (that would be this one) goes neglected for undetermined amounts of time.
The funny thing is that I don't post on here as much as I'd like to for a couple reasons. First of all, the space between my ears is generally void of anything worth sharing. Really. I mean, yeah, I have a gazillion bits of useless trivia running around in there, but rarely does the occasion come about to actually share any of it. Second, most folks that I know read this are also on FaceBook, which means y'all already know what's happening because I rip off quick little posts about what I'm doing.
But, I have high expectations for myself when posting on here. Okay, maybe 'high' is not the right word. But, at midnight, I don't have a better word. so, I usually 'save up' a few things to write about before sharing them with you on here.
Shan and I went to see "Ghosts of Girlfriends Past" on Saturday. Our anniversary is Monday, and we have way too much going on that day to have a celebration, so we opted to do so early.
The movie is predictable - you know the end within the first scene - but, it is pretty entertaining. Michael Douglas looks like the third-string stand-in for Mickey Rourke in the sequel to "The Wrestler." he looks bad, folks. And, the part with the 'teardrops of girlfriends past' was as cheesy as it gets, though the 'chocolates' part was very funny. For me, the best part of the movie was when the 16-year old girl says 'next, we'll watch a montage of your past girlfriends set to ... cyndi lauper's "time after time"' (or something like that). GREAT stuff!
The movie is all chick-flick and is all what-guys-WISH-they-had-been. I would bet most guys have wished they were the 'player' in their pre-marriage days, and if not, then they have the girl in middle school or high school that they wish they had been brave enough to ask out. Okay, maybe not most guys.
In my case, there was Beth P. Beth was the girl most of my friends talked about and wanted to ask out, but none of them ever did. I did. She was sitting on a hillside during football practice. I did not know that she was dating a football player, and luckily so far as I know he never knew I even existed (otherwise I probably wouldn't be writing this now). I walked up to Beth and asked her something stupid about one of our classes, then took a deep breath and asked if she wanted to go out sometime. I braced myself for roaring laughter. Instead, she smiled and said, "I am very flattered, but I have a boyfriend." I thanked her (not really knowing what I was saying) and walked away.
I think it was in that moment that I decided two things: 1) I might not have been quite as dorky as I has thought, and 2) I was just as dorky as I thought. The only thing I could focus on was the fact that she didn't laugh. It was that very exchange that later led me to ask Shan out, even though I knew she had a boyfriend.
Of course, we tend to get in the way of our paths and I almost never did get to date Shan. And later in life, I got way too far in the way of our own path and nearly lost her forever. I thank God every night before I go to sleep at night that I did not lose her. Sometimes, it takes more than we can see to realize that someone truly can be your everything. And, Shan is (and will forever be) my everything.