I love common tables

Jess on February 4, 2011

Tonight we decided to try a new restaurant in St. Jo for dinner. Tomorrow is Kyle’s birthday so we decided to opt for a place a little nicer than we may usually do, plus I’ve been meaning to try this place since I heard about it at my last Museum Association meeting. So we called ahead and learned there was bar seating at the Bad Art Bistro and off we went.

It turns out that Bad Art means that the decor is based on the idea of bad art. My favorite was a painting of a clown or a pink poodle mirror (with most appendages made out of buttons!). It also turns out that bar seating means common table seating. This turned out to be a very good thing. We were there for about 5 minutes with a couple of young guys who weren’t chatty and then they were moved to a 2-seater bar table which made room for three people who just happen to be a couple that I know from Savannah. They were meeting friends of theirs who also live here and they had their ten-year-old daughter with them, who happens to be friends with our neighbors.*

So it turned out that we had plenty to talk about, great conversation, delicious food, and finally I feel like maybe we are meeting some people we like.

*We live next to ten year old triplet boys. Did I mention that?

Long, long weekend

Jess on January 23, 2011

Maybe it’s that I was busy directing a remodelling project the last few times he’s travelled for debate, or maybe it’s that he hasn’t really been at a tournament that required actual travel, but I really miss Kyle this weekend. He’s been gone since Wednesday so the last time I really saw him was Tuesday night.

Sad.

I keep reminding myself that it takes time to make meaningful friendships and that I have enough socialization to get me by, plus we spent a lot of time remodelling and not really going out and getting into friend-making situations. Still, I’m pretty ready to have some friends that our age in this town. Is it so much to ask to want to find someone who is nearish our age and pretty hip? Apparently. I’ve had some suggestions: junior league, church, etc. I think it’s about time to revert to my old strategies and start hanging out around coffee shops until someone looks like they might be worth being friends with.

I’ve been handling my loneliness by tumbling a photo anytime I would otherwise make a comment to the live human being with whom I usually share my life.