Roll With It

I swear I am one male incident away from wearing Birkenstock's. Saturday I called my brother to check in on how he is doing, but of course he blew up at me in his typical bi-polar manor. Seconds later I receive a phone call from my father in which he ripped me a new one for "harassing" my brother. Needless to say I was pissed and feeling pretty miserable by the end of the day. So as soon as I came home I curled up in the husband's lap looking for some sort of comfort, instead what do I get? A two hour lecture about how I need to get my act together and find a more stable career path. In one day I managed to be completely alienated and belittled by the three men in my life. Seriously what the hell? It was like they were collectively pmsing or something. I don't think I will ever understand the logic behind the total male meltdown. Rather than crying or pestering people like I typically do when I'm in a bad mood, the men in my life seem to just snap without warning and go on either ridiculously macho screaming fits like my father and brother or berate and lecture like my husband. Saturday night was just one big pissing contest for them. Either way it is enough to make me want to swear off men all together too bad I like men too much, macho meltdowns and all.

Date Night

At my bridal shower my maid of honor had everyone write a piece of advice on an index card and made a cute little book for me to hold on to. Amongst the typical, laugh, love and learn speeches was this particular gem, "Have a date night every week, even if it is just a cocktail hour when the kids aren't home." The hubby and I used to do this but after the wedding date night sort of took a back seat for a few months. As a result I ended up feeling more and more disconnected from him. I would look at him, and love him still but wonder where that spark went. I told him that he needed to make more of an effort and wouldn't you know, he listened to me for once. Last weekend he took me on the most amazing date. A fancy dinner with lots of drinks and a concert. It was fantastic! I felt like I was on a first date, butterflies and all. We drank champagne, whispered dirty things in each others ears and made out like high schoolers. Then just as the band begins to play, I slide my hand up his leg and run my tongue seductively around his ear, I gaze over his shoulder and who do I see staring back at me? The parents of one of my students...that sure killed my buzz. I was mortified! She ended up striking up a conversation about how her child was doing in class too. They sat behind us the entire night, which of course meant we had to keep our hands off each other. So the moral of this story is that although date nights are a wonderful idea and can really amp up the love life...make sure you know whose sitting behind you.

Crossing The Line

There is a line that every woman has. It's the line that separates your personal life and belongings from the life you share with your husband. When you are just dating or engaged that line is very clear and distinct. Your partner should have no question as to where that line is, he stays on his side of the line, you stay on yours. Then you get married and no one tells you that that line does not just begin to blur, it flat out up and disappears. Think about it, it begins when you start sharing a bed, it's not your bed anymore, it's "our" bed. Then you get married and it becomes "our" room then "our" house then "our" money and then finally "our" life. Your dreams are not your own anymore, once that hits you everything changes. It hit me hardcore last night. I watched my husband pick up MY toothbrush, brush his teeth and put it back because he was too lazy to find his own damn toothbrush and he "didn't think I'd care." That's when it hit me, I don't have my own life anymore, hell I don't even have my own damn toothbrush anymore. You share everything with your husband whether you like it or not an no one tells you that. Most women go into marriage thinking it will be the same as dating just with a ring, that nothing will change, you will both continue to live your own separate lives and just share some common ground; but it's just not true. When the officiant says that "these two people are now one" he means it, you share one life....and in some cases the same freakin toothbrush!!