Friday, November 15, 2013

I Used to be Known for Games


Husband and I liked to play a lot of board games. Card games. Dice games. Strategy or speed. It didn't really matter, we loved them all.

We'd move into a new neighborhood, find the people who wanted to play like us and we'd make fast friends. Then those friends would say "oooh you should meet the Smiths! They love to play games too!" and we'd connect with the Smith's and everyone would have a good day.

We don't play games as much these days, and though we both miss it, I'm sure it will be some time before we get into that again.

These days when someone says "there's someone I want you to meet" or an old friend I haven't talked to for a while wants to know when we can get together "to talk" I know what's coming.

My mom knows someone who is married to a porn addict and they think they're the only ones.
My friend's son is headed down that path and she wants my perspective.
My dad's students can't seem to get married because the men are all addicted and the women want to marry in the temple.
My old college roommate is suddenly wants to hang out. 

People used to introduce me to other people for fun things, but I swear I haven't made a new friend who wasn't a porn friend in at least 2 years.

Fortunately for me, porn friends are my favorite ones. Yes you.

But every now and then I'm sad that the only reason a person would want to hang out with me is because I get it. What about fun me? Will she ever be back?

3 comments:

  1. Start up a game night. Once a month. No kids. (except wee babes). We do that with friends of ours (and I very nearly canceled this week because they don't know and I was sure I couldn't handle it). I haven't laughed that hard in a LONG time. It was lovely. And so lovely to have a game where husband and I were not on the same team (because we have totally different strategies and right now I think I'd scream if we were on a team playing a game). PS- If you're looking for a fun new game to try out you should try Timeline. History, trivia type. Simple. And you learn along the way (or forget it all by the next round like me). I think fun you will make a triumphant comeback. She's just waiting for the best entrance. (And I bet she'll have a fabulous hat!)

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