Not All There, by Ann Hepburn
August 10th was our 21st Wedding Anniversary, and we decided to take the Saturday, Aug 11th, and take off for the day. Roll around and do some errands, check for some things we were looking for, and basically just spend the day together.
We checked out the Wood Expo at the Welbeck Sawmill, which we have been trying to get to for years, and it was great. With the new Handyman business, Ken was able to get some things he needed and save some money too! What a fascinating place.
From there we headed over to the coast and then up to Owen Sound. We love to eat at Joe Tomato’s in Owen Sound, the food is fantastic and the service is phenomenal. We enjoyed our dinner immensely, and had a good chat with no ringing phones, no pets and best of all no dishes to do.
The Galaxy Cinema is right next door and we decided to see Hope Springs, both of us thinking it looked like a perfect date night movie. As we watched people come into the theatre, we started to wonder what had happened. Grey hair, canes, polyester pants, socks and sandals surrounded us. We sat laughing as we watched the geriatrics pour into the theatre. What are we doing here we wondered, we are far too young…
When the “turn your cell phone off” warning came on the screen – we joked with each other that a turn up your hearing aid, and check your pacemaker message would have been more appropriate. We were really yucking it up… yeah hilarious. We got every joke, we had been in many of the situations, we got it completely. Um, not so funny now is it you young whipper snapper? Seems sometime since entering the theatre we got older than we thought. Or at least it finally sank in that we were older than we thought!
After the show we pull into the plaza where the Tim’s is and Ken rams into the curb. I mean not just bumps it, or skims, or jumps it, darn near rips off the axle kind of hits it. I turn and look at him, wondering what that was all about, and he says “Sorry, I didn’t see it…” I immediately start to laugh – hysterically. Here we are making fun of “old people” at the show, and now we are them, as illustrated by the inability to see a curb. The fact that we had to use the bathroom as soon as we came out of the theatre, and that we are both yawning at 9:30 at night because we are not used to being out so late. Funny we aren’t. Old we are getting. But we had a great day! No matter how grey the hair, we will always enjoy spending the day together. Happy Anniversary Ken – you old poop!
