I had lunch with Tom (a man from church) and some of his relatives today. Roast, potatoes, carrots, and gravy. His mom is a good cook. Cookie dough ice cream satisfies me. After dinner, he showed me the three acres where he grew up. It’s in a forest which is rare for Nebraska. His father was into botany and and Tom also knows some. He named and pointed to several trees which I barely know the names of. We took out a 1972 Pontiac Nova for a drive. It’s the oldest car I’ve driven. It’s got a nice engine in it.
Tonight, I went out country swing dancing. It’s the first time I’ve been to the Pla-Mor this semester and I had a great time. A group started going earlier because one of the members is a working man and goes to bed early. I used up my extra energy for the day.
The last dance included a fast-playing fiddle. Jill and I danced to it and attempted to match the speed, but our pace changed sporadically. We were both running out of energy. Afterwards, Jake informed us that someone commented that we were like a “spastic ADD couple”. I’ll take it as a compliment
Good times. G’night.