Yesterday Annie posted about having fun. She says not only does she like having fun, she “spend(s) a portion of every day trying to think of ways to add fun to whatever activity” she’s doing.
She then goes on describe people around her that are no fun…the ones looking for ways to have “quiet” or “peace” or the ones taking Zumba class way too seriously. <—all me
She asked at the end of the post for how others have fun.
Honest to goodness, I could not think of any way to have fun. If someone had come in the door right then and said go do whatever you want no matter how much it costs and have fun, I would have come up blank.
I find things enjoyable like reading but fun? I don’t finish my book at night and say, “Wow, that was so much fun!”
I thought about it all night.
I even talked to my girls about it. Lexi seemed very concerned. “Don’t you like having coffee?” Yes, I do like having coffee with my friends. I mentally made a note.
I realized I really have fun going to the local theme park but we don’t often go because Scott hates heat and crowds and Lexi hates going anywhere mostly. Concerned Lexi quickly said, “Well, I would go if you wanted to go!”
I had a ton of fun the past weekend. I realized I love flying. I love eating out.
I was starting to remember fun.
I’m a conference junkie and legitimately find them fun when I’m not totally overwhelmed by them.
I really miss going to country concerts—those were fun. Scott and I used to go to the local country bar 2-3 nights a week and would line dance and attend the concerts on Friday nights. We quit when we got married but those were good times.
I love live-tweeting a TV show when everyone else is tweeting too but with DVR hardly anyone watches live TV anymore.
I love having silly girl time with my girls. When they’re on a roll, they crack me up.
Movies are great, especially in the theater.
And loud music. I really like loud music. When I was a teenager, I had huge speakers in my car and pumped out songs like Gangsta’s Paradise.
So, I don’t know. I think I’ve lost my mojo a little. How lame is it that I had to think so hard about having fun?