Being a passenger and Star Trek
Dayna driving us to Park City for some shopping
Since being leveled by own body waging war with the evil that is lamisil (see earlier post My Pain and My Savior) I have not been driving much. And those that know me, know this is odd. I love to drive, hell my 2006 Suby has nearly 80,000 miles on it and I bought it new. Much of that can be attributed to my work. But while I am still recovering driving has been a chore. I am still weak and have a lot of pain in my joints and driving a stick shift can be taxing right now. And once behind the wheel, my joints and muscles stiffen up but I have been perfecting the roll and crawl out of the car maneuver. Dayna has stepped in whenever possible and this has been a new experience to be a passenger. I kinda dig actually looking out the window and seeing the world rush by from a new perspective where I can actually enjoy the view.
Gizmo enjoy the ride … wish I could do thatWe are going to go and actually sit down and see a movie tonight. We are going to check out the new Star Trek movie in IMAX. … I know, kinda anti-climatic. But we have taken pride in the fact that we have never been that couple in the movie theater not interacting with one and another, rather, every night when I get off work or we have nights or days off together we have always been doing something and being active. No Taco Bell nights, but pushing each other to try new food from different cultures and new experiences. She is a kick ass go-cart driver but I rule on the Foosball table! Ha!