Bowling

What I've learned in our few months of marriage is that my husband isn't one to complain. He left his family, friends he's had for years, a decent job, and the only city he's ever lived in - he left these things to support me in following my call to NC. What a man! You would think all this sacrifice would earn him a right to grumble every now and then, but he doesn't. I find that I am the one who complains about the weather, or the friends I left, the unfamiliarity of the area. His example challenges me to be more flexible and have a better attitude when things aren't as comfortable as they used to be.

While I was on my last trip I got an email from Kenyon, "I'm bored. There isn't anything to do here." That's the closest my husband has come to grumbling, it's more like a status report, but I got the message. When I came home, I told him that we would try out some of the things we haven't yet, we would take advantage of the opportunities that are available to us.

So, Saturday night when Kenyon got out of class we went to watch the Jayhawks play in the semi-final Big 12 game (yes, I am still a Jayhawk through and through). Then we met up with a couple I met through work - he is from the UK originally but has been living all over the world the last decade, his wife is from El Salvador and this is her first time living in the States. We decided to try out Boone Bowl. When we walked in Kenyon said, "this is the smallest bowling alley I've ever seen." What do you expect? We are in the smallest town either of us have ever lived in. We had a great evening! Flora, from El Salvador, had never bowled before. It was fun to introduce her to this American past time.

Will we go again? Who knows! But, we did make some great memories.