Wow. What a weekend

I am watching the toddler pull apart the analog wires on his Thomas the Tank Engine TV game controller. It is a quiet night and he is begging for attention because all of the the in-laws have left after the big weekend.

At one point we had some twenty plus people in the house. It was a bit crowded with all the wife’s family and friends enjoying themselves. The big hit was of course the big screen HDTV. This was set to a basketball game which attracted all the guys like a month to a light bulb. Which was a good separation since the women crowded into the dining room to laugh about things that I normally don’t find funny.

I have learned to stay out of that room. The moment I go in the “Oh. Here’s one of those dumb guys” ridicule starts in. So I just wander back to the living room to see if any of the guys need a beer or if the chip bowl needs to be refreshed.

I only know enough about sports to carry on simple conversations. Anything beyond the simple identification of teams and cities starts to get me lost. I don’t watch enough sports (outside of my insane interest in auto racing) to really carry on a conversation. But I make do by including tiny tidbits of my sporting past as quickly as possible.

For now I am glad the weekend is over. It takes quite a bit of energy to keep both grownups and a toddler entertained. Going back to work was restful. Of course that feeling will go away once I apply myself.