Where is fun?

When I was younger I went to stay with my sister while she was in college.  We were being completely idiotic one day as we hung out with Christian and his cousin.  I remember Christian asking people who walked by, "Where is fun?!"

Most people just ignored him, a few laughed, but we thought it was hilarious.

Tonight I realized that "fun" is relative...I suppose I already knew that.

My amazingly attractive Christian while we lived in CA

When we were first married Christian and I went to CA to sell pest control.  While we were there we stayed in this huge apartment that was virtually empty.  All we had were two mattresses on the floor pushed together, a camping chair, a baker's rack, and a TV...that was all.

I was so annoyed that I had a two bedroom, two bath apartment while at home I usually had a tiny 400 square foot apartment.

I digress...

While we were there I remember one Sunday evening we waded up balls of paper and laid beneath our only ceiling fan and threw the paper at it.  Sounds stupid and it probably was...but I laughed so hard.  It was so fun to just be stupid together.

Tonight I found myself miffed at Christian over a discipline issue.  Somehow after we resolved it we grabbed Emmy's bouncy ball that I have confiscated (it is one of those huge ones that is super heavy and has glitter swirling inside) so that we don't break a picture or a tooth.  I started to bounce it as we chatted.  While I bounced it Christian held out his hand.  I passed it to him.  Soon we were backing up and moving furniture.  Christian was against the front door and I was almost to the back door.

"We are going to break something."  I laughed as I sent it zooming toward him.

"I know."  He smiled as he caught it and sent it back with even more gusto.

Somehow we didn't break anything...although I did hit my water cup (which was plastic) sending water spilling all over the floor.

As I laughed and enjoyed myself I realized how much I missed being stupid with Christian.  We are so caught up in being Mommy and Daddy that we hardly have energy to be fun.  I remember that was one thing I loved about Christian...his ability to be entertained easily.  Everything is fun to him and exciting.  I am bored easily and hardly take time to enjoy life...I'm far to "busy."  (Doing what I'm not sure)

Christian's first gluten-free cake from me (not my best work)

I remember Christian's first birthday after we were married.  I got him a few items, nothing amazing, but he acted like he just won the lottery.  I couldn't believe how easy he was to please.

I, on the other hand, am a pain to shop for and he probably always worries I won't like it.  That, in our 8 years of marriage thus far, has never crossed my mind when I give him anything...or plan a date.  He just enjoys life.  I hope it is contagious as the anniversary years increase.

I think I found "fun" tonight.  I have been down a lot lately, but it felt good to laugh...really laugh.  I smiled so much that it hurt behind my ears.