Do you love hearing about how other people live behind closed doors? I do. Because I am wildly imperfect, and I want
desperately to relate to others in this way.
I try hard to reflect that in my life, with varying success. My motto is Show Me Your Ugly Face. In moderation, naturally. No one needs all of that. Save some for your loved ones.
Which is the theme for this week’s writing prompt post. No, silly, not Ugly Faces. I’ve shared enough of that on this blog,
you’re welcome. I’m talking about my
loved ones. One in particular: my
spouse.
I love talking about my husband here because he has a high
level of tolerance for my tendency to over-share and exaggerate a wee bit, and
he never makes me feel bad or guilty about it, which he definitely could and
probably should. But I know the reason
why he doesn’t is that he is even more narcissistic than me, so I know that he
loves it when I mention him on the blog.
Which is awesome for everyone involved here.
So anyway, here are some things about our imperfect
relationship that I think you will find interesting and totally relatable,
because we are normal people even though I am a blogger and that makes us rock
stars:*
1. We met at my best friend’s wedding, where we spent hours
after the reception taking drunk guests home.
We ate at an all-night diner that night.
I wore my bridesmaid dress. I
didn’t plan well.
2. After a month of dating I invited him on a trip to Europe I
would be taking in 6 months’ time. He
agreed, and we went, and the hotel we stayed in had no separate bathroom – just
a sink, shower, and toilet in the room.
After that trip there was no way we were not getting married.
3. He loves sports with every molecule of his being; I hate
them with a fiery intensity. He is an
extrovert – the bigger the crowd, the better; I am an introvert who wants to
hide in my room when the doorbell rings. He can’t be alone; I can’t be alone
enough. When he is angry he observes
silence, stews and smolders for days until his head implodes; I yell and scream
and spew forth every curse word I know and may also actually spit. He loves dogs; I love cats. He can tolerate a reasonable amount of
messiness, and IS THAT A CHEERIO ON THE FLOOR?
HOW LONG HAS THAT BEEN THERE? DO
WE LIVE IN A GARBAGE DUMP?
4. We were once admonished by a flight attendant that bringing
your own liquor on an airplane and consuming it was illegal, and that the two
plain-clothes police officers seated directly in front of us would frown on our
doing so. Our children were very amused
yet disappointed in us.
5. We love inane comedy like Superbad and Stepbrothers and Anchorman and 40-Year-Old Virgin and Bridesmaids. When everyone in the world was all, “Hangover Part 2 - meh,” Keith and I
were all, “BWAHAHAHA!!! CLASSIC!!” And when the Oscar-winning best picture Argo came out, we were like, "Hey, let's go see Here Comes the Boom!"
6. We are terribly unskilled home owners. I gave up trying home maintenance long ago,
yet he continues to try – God bless his bungling heart – and I continue
to give his efforts the side-eye.
We put the F-U in fun. |
*yeah right.
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This post inspired by:
Mama Kat's Writing Workshop
#6? Yeah, I call my husband "Mr. Badwrench."
ReplyDeleteI am warmed by comments that show me I'm not the only one - thank you. I'm the one saying, "I had to help K screw in a lightbulb today. It took him 15 minutes to figure it out before I arrived on the scene." Usually people respond by sharing how their husbands installed a new roof and hardwood flooring last Sunday.
DeleteNumber 3 explains my husband and me to a T. Glad we're not alone in this! =)
ReplyDeleteYOU ARE NOT ALONE!! :)
DeleteI'm married to someone who's almost exactly like me so it's interesting to hear about married opposites from time to time.
ReplyDeleteIt's good for us to have separate interests; we've learned to appreciate each other's preferences. Sometimes we may even influence each other to adopt new likes and dislikes. But I still haven't come around on the sports issue.
DeleteWhat fun - love the one about how different you are. Much of that here, too. My favorite thing from this post? The OMG CHEERIOS part. I don't ever do things like that. At. All. I totally understand.
ReplyDeleteIt's a sickness, really. One that I'm sloooowly infecting him with. I'm not sure if that's good or bad yet.
DeleteOh you two makes for such a cute and gorgeous couple!
ReplyDeleteWhat an awesome love story :D
Oh, thank you so much! I know he'll read this and thank you, too. <3
DeleteLove, love, love this.
ReplyDeleteI had a big grin on my face the whole time.
And geez louise we are boring in comparison. But my husband can toss his underwear with his toe and catch it on his head.
Um, you two, boring? Have you forgotten your memoir? You know, the one that keeps me rapt and the one that I can hardly wait to read each week?
DeleteI'd love to see that trick of his - how did he ever figure out he could do that? Youtube, please. ;)