So, I'm signed up to sing at the coffeehouse at my church next Saturday. The theme is love (for obvious reasons), and I'm going to sing, "It's Only a Paper Moon." Should be cool, I think.
So, coffeehouses aren't really Husbandguy's scene. In college (the first time - before I knew him) his friends all called him Metalhead [HG]. His appearance is a bit more conservative now, but the name still fits his taste in music. I can't imagine that a bunch of strangers singing melodiously and whatnot would be an interesting evening for him. I know for certain that he wouldn't go with me if I was just going to listen.
So, I said to HG, "You don't want to come to the coffeehouse do you?" and he said, "I wasn't invited," all fake-hurt and stuff so I said, "I didn't think you'd want to go," and he just shrugged like maybe he would so I said, "Will you come listen to me sing at the coffeehouse?" in an invitational way and he said...
He said, "I don't know." In a tone that clearly implied PARAGRAPH 2 above.
And I have to say that I don't really want him to come if he's just going to be bored, and if he does come, we'll be taking separate cars (very un-green of us but relationship-necessary) so he can leave whenever and I can stay until the end.
But at the same time, I want him to want to come because it's what I'm interested in and I'm performing. I went to 3 KISS farewell concerts (3 separate farewell tours - they say goodbye a lot - and they're touring again now) with him, forpetessake, because it is what he's interested in, and he wasn't even in the shows!