Weekends with Sam

Sam and I spend a lot of time together on the weekends. Actually, we spend a lot of time together all week long. But on weekends, we get out more.

Saturdays are usually spent running errands- which includes writing a grocery list, grocery shopping and Sam making the rounds to the now familiar folks that hand out free samples at BJ’s and the grocery store. Sometimes we fit in an afternoon visit to the comic book store.

Sundays might be doing a few chores, going for a walk, feeding the ducks or visiting his Grandma. Sometimes, we just hang out.

It’s not unusual for it to be pretty quiet when it’s just the two of us, and each of us has remarked at times how much we enjoy sharing the quiet together.

It’s also not unusual for me to say on occasion, something like, “What would I do without you, Sammy?”, to which Sam usually replies some variation of, “Umm… I don’t know...”. The other day, as we’re driving around, I said, “What would we do without each other, Sam?”, to which Sam responded, “It sure would be a lot less exciting.”

I felt pretty good about this but I was thinking afterwards, “Boy, I’m about the dullest person in the world. If he thinks spending time with me is exciting, that’s almost kind of sad.”

But then again, maybe he was thinking about it from my perspective- in which case, he’s exactly right.