I've had something nagging at me and irritating me for quite a while now. Mr. Helen and I had reached the point where nearly every dinner meal was being eaten on a tray in front of the television. The more this happened, the more I've disliked it until by the end of this year I actually was resentful of it. When Little Helen was growing up we always ate our dinner meal at the table together. It started falling apart once she left home - 12 years ago! It got particularly bad over the last 4 years as I got involved in martial arts and we were eating later and later.
So as I prepared our New Year's Eve meal, I decided right then and there that my aspiration would be that the few times a week we actually are home together for our dinner meal, we will sit at the table. The end. I truly believe this is one of those things that we just have to do. When Mr. Helen got home from work on New Year's Eve and walked through the dining room, this is what he saw:
I heard him say, "Oh wow," but he never said anything to me directly. I made us a lovely seafood dinner and we spent an hour eating and talking. It was wonderful. On New Year's Day, he grilled some steaks and while he was outside, I set the table again. He came in and said, "Oooooookay..." but you know what? He sat down and we had another lovely dinner. Honestly, we are only together at dinner time maybe half the days of the week. It won't kill us to sit down and eat together and talk to each other - and it may do a world of good.
If you missed it, my last post of 2012 was the recap and photos of my White House visit. You can see it here.
P.S. Did anyone else notice today's date is 1-3-13 - maybe I should play the 4 number lottery tonight!