I know the kids love it. But, that much activity and noise and stuff just sends me into sensory overload. I can’t focus on anyone or anything – I’m just too overwhelmed by it all. It’s not as bad as I get in an arcade, but pretty damn close. And, of course, EVERYONE wants to have a conversation with me. By the end of the night, I need a stiff drink and a quiet room.
In years past, I get roped into doing something. The middle school kids do most of the work, but they have parents filling in the gaps. I was happy that this year I was able to stay out of it, and hang out with Garbanzo. This is usually not something we get to do either. Between parents and kids, he is constantly getting accosted and pulled away.
Last night, we lucked out – he didn’t get pulled away and neither did I. So, instead, we walked around watching and talking to people hand-in-hand. I noticed as we were doing this was how many parents looked like they didn’t even want to be around each other. Garbanzo’s crush was walking around with her arms crossed all night – looking like she was about to kill someone. When her husband arrived from work, they barely greeted each other – and they sat together, with two people between them.
Other parents touched only when money passed between them. It kind of made me wonder – are we just that unique in our relationship and the physical aspects of it – or are they just that unhappy with each other? Or am I find with holding hands, an arm around the other, or the periodic kiss in public because my parents were fine with it? And the other couples simply were not comfortable even with a minimal amount of public displays of affection?
I sat there on the edge of the stage watching people – and still did not find another couple with older kids enjoying interacting with each other. Finally while I chatted with the principal’s wife – someone I am friends with – her husband came up and greeted his wife as I would expect – a kiss on the cheek, hand on the back as he did it, standing close together like they actually loved each other. Outside of them, the others kind of made me sad really. I mean, greet each other if one of them arrives after the other. Look like you actually get along. Don’t act like you sleep in single beds in the same room.
I know not everyone has marital bliss or even relationship bliss, but WTF? Are we really that rare? Anyone else in a good relationship notice this? Do I have unrealistic expectations? Or are Garbanzo and I being “inappropriate” with our public behavior with one another? Or is my sampling of parents just full of people in unhappy relationships?