Dinner with my Mom
Yes I go out with my Mom to really cool bistros I can not afford at this time. Partly because I can not afford the dinner and partly because i do not get a lot out of nice restaurants. With out the people I am with they seem kind of pointless.
In fact a lot of consumer practices seem pointless to me lately.
Like shopping for clothes on Black Friday.
I went, because target was on the way home from my in laws and I needed underwear and undershirts. Target has affordable undergarments that still make me feel like a man, not a little boy or eighty year old man.
However, when I looked at some of the faces of the people shopping they looked, well, Tired.
I guess I don’t have enough money at this time to appreciate shopping or maybe it is because my mom still buys’ me shirts a couple times a year, maybe I am spoiled.
That’s it!
I think I am spoiled, but in stead of making me more entitled to a nice dinner or an over priced pair of shoes, my experience as a Moma’s boy makes me want something more. Maybe I want time with my mom.
Yeah, that’s why I go to “the Park Bistro” and sit at a bar and order over priced food that comes in small servings. And I enjoy it because my Mom enjoys, Just like I enjoy shopping with my wife because she enjoys it, or working with the Poor because my Dad enjoys it.
I do not know what that means for me, but I know I enjoy the story of Life. And I enjoy all the experience God has given me and I am confused by what I have been given. It is to much and yet I want more.
To be continued…
