Testosterone overload

Yesterday ITSam and I took our boys to Northern Civilization for the day. We went to see the movie The Sorcerer's Apprentice, and then I had to get my phone fixed at IHateVerizonWireless. Then because it was so very hot, very very hot, we just decided to come up with some inside things, like walking around a mall so the boys could show us all the stuff they want for school. Then they guys went to an music store to play instruments and I stayed at Barnes and Noble and read for an hour.

It was about a 20 minute drive to the theater and all the way there the guys talked about some new upcoming video game. I was quiet, listened, and watched the scenery.

First, the movie was kinda cute, and much better than I thought it would be. It was weird to figure out how to sit. ITSam and I sat together and then it was strange to arrange the boys. His kid wanted to sit next to him and Mac didn't care. Or at least he said he didn't care, but I think he wanted to sit next to me but was 17 years old and wasn't going to fuss about it since the 11 year old just did. On top of that ITSam's son wanted a particular seat (long story as to why- something about center of the screen) and whined about it to his dad. It happened to be the seat his dad was sitting in and I just told the child, "No. That's your dad's seat." He shut up and sat down. ITSam looked at me and I thought, "uh-oh. Oh shit. I just overstepped big time!" Instead, he said, "How did you do that? He usually whines." I just told him it was my teacher voice that gets kids every time. (In reality I think it worked because the kid was either shocked I said anything or because my tone implied I was not going to tolerate any whining at all.)

While I was at IHateVerizonWireless the guys went to a video game store. Then the talk from the store to the mall was all video games. Then walking around the mall was cool and my own quiet time while they were at the music store was great. We ate dinner at a Red Robin and there was tv with cartoons so there wasn't much conversation.

But in the car all the way home was talk of Star Wars, Family Guy, video games, Will Farrel, stand up comics, cage wrestling (or maybe it's fighting?), Seth Green and Weird Al's music. All stuff I pretty much hate, know nothing about, have no interest in, or think is boring. I think I said about 4 words the entire 45 minute trip home. I didn't care, really. But later ITSam asked me what was wrong and I said nothing. And he said I was so quiet and I told him the truth. I wasn't mean nor snotty nor did I use a tone but then he felt badly. I told him it was no big deal.

I do know that the next time the four of us go anywhere I'm bringing my iPod and a book.

But I would certainly rather have a car load of guys all getting along than fighting. And I'm glad there are no girls thrown in this mix, other than me, either!

Adjusting,
Maggie