Dinner with Joanie

Alas, it was as my male self dining with Joanie.

But something weird happened a couple of days ago.

I told my wife I would be having dinner with "someone who shares my hobby" on Monday or Tuesday.  I said she'd be flying in Monday evening, and told her the details I knew: where she's staying, where she's working.  She asked me where he's (sic) from (baby steps: I'm not going to correct her pronoun problem... yet).  I said I wasn't sure, then said "Colorado.  I remember he [yes, I feel awful saying that] met up with Dana, who I had dinner with in Colorado Springs."  She said "you never told me that."  I said I sure did and then she remembered.  She said "you were both dressed?" and I said yes, and she said "and what does his (sic) wife think about that?"  I said "girlfriend.  And she'd like him to go 24x7."

We had this discussion in the car, and arrived home and she got out and the inquisition ended there.

Later, I told my wife I'd push for Monday, even though that was more difficult.  She would be out that evening, and I had to pick up my son and I wasn't sure how I was going to feed him and get out and meet at a reasonable time.  My eyes are less happy in the dark.  And I like at least one parent to be home with the kid, even though he's certainly old enough to be on his own for a few hours.

But Tuesday, I said, she wanted to meet with some other local girls who go out once or twice a week, and I didn't want to spoil that.  I said I'd never met the group and was hoping to some day.

Here's the weird thing: she said, "why don't you go Tuesday and meet them too?"

I said "I'd like to, but I can't change while you and the kid are here."

She said nothing.  I don't know if she didn't realise it was a dressing event, or if she didn't realise I had no place to change.

And I was too surprised to continue the conversation.

I got home a bit before 10.  I want to write about Joanie and dinner and, if my camera behaved, post a picture.  But it's late and there is tomorrow.

I will say: it was a real pleasure meeting her.

And, late last night, I did have a discussion with my wife about pronouns.

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