Stray Light Effect

Photographer Jim Urquhart

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.

I know it sounds lame, but when you drive so much you have no idea how much you miss until you are in the right hand seat.
With that in mind, Dayna and I are going to attempt something tonight we have never done in our relationship.
Gizmo enjoy the ride … wish I could do that
We 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!
This will truly be our first dinner and movie night … we have been talking about it like it is the 900 pound warted and pink gorilla in the room. We even discussed this could put an ugly curse on our relationship, but we know we are strong enough to not allow 120 minutes of a boring date activity to destroy us! HA!
No, this decision did not come easily. Tonight’s plan was originally for a night of clubbing and drinking, but with my current state of health and really being on the mend and road to recovery we opted to tackle the date night activity we swore off and has continued to stalk us ever since.
Wish us luck.
“Number One, you have the Helm.”
PS. I get back to photojournalism this weekend. Sunday I am shooting the American Le Mans Utah Grand Prix. Woohoo!

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