In theory, this all sounds lovely. Although this probably should say, "All We Need Is Love And Frosting." This candle is in my kitchen. Confession, I am sucker for anything named after food. My kitchen is painted bread basket because I was hungry when I bought the paint. My hair was once colored caramel latte because it sounded delectable. I always smell like coconut. I just drooled when I typed that-not because I smell so divine but rather because I love coconut. Anyway, the reality is we probably do need more than love and cake. We all can use a good hair day. A shirt that makes us feel swaggy. A pet that loves us unconditionally and trips us as we walk into the bathroom. Love is elusive for some folks, right? Or maybe they just don't know what to look for?
One of my absolute favorite conversations/debates to have with folks is the differences between men and women when it comes to relationships. Obviously, I am not a male but EVEN I admit that women can be delusional. I frequently hear women try to apply "women speak" to men. What does it mean when he says he doesn't want to get married? What does it mean when he says he doesn't want to settle down? 99% of the time, if you listen to a group of women having this conversation, then you will hear all kinds of crazy talk. "He's afraid of his feelings." What?? Are they going to go Michael Myers on him? Nope. "He's been hurt." Key up Mrs. Blockhead. Mwak, mwak, mwak. After the age of 3, we've all had our feelings hurt. I'm no relationship expert but I am going to dispense some free advice. If he says he doesn't want to get married it means one of two things...Ready? Either he doesn't want to get married or he doesn't want to marry you. THE END. And really, if he doesn't want to do those things with you, it would never work in the first place, right? Oh, I know. He is a special unicorn and this situation is different. I know. I know. I do. I LOVE having these conversations with my ex MIL, ex BIL, BF, and BFF. Look at all of those acronyms!!!! I read the urban dictionary. I kid. You see, I am a weird unicorn.
Eva Mendes once said the number one cause of breakups is sweatpants. Why am I quoting Eva Mendes? A) She is beautiful and B) Girl scored Ryan Gosling. She has cred. Cha-ching! And you know what? She may have a point. Oh sweatpants aren't the "reason" for breakups. However, they certainly can be a contributing factor. Allegedly, men get upset when women get all fancy with their friends but pull out their "Margarita Fest 1998" sweatshirt when he comes over. I am lucky because I really only have a couple of friends so this limits my abilities to participate in such activities. I, too, have a pair of sweatpants that are absolutely hideous. The bottoms are ripped and they have a huge streak of paint on the butt. Mariah Carey would never wear such a garment. My 12 year old daughter loves ALL of my clothes. One day, she asked if I had a pair of black sweatpants she could borrow. I offered "the" pants, and she looked horrified, as if I had said 5 Seconds of Summer had broken up. "Uh, no Mommy. I will find some other pants." I decided after I got divorced to ditch all sweatpants except for my UGA sweatpants and my faded, painted, black sweatpants. And then I realized I was always cold. So I was gifted some fleece sweatpants with paw prints on them.
After that lengthy dissertation, my point is that frequently women don't listen. Oh, I know. Men don't either. But when women say, "Why did he stay when I told him I wanted to get married and he said he didn't want to?" Because he could. By you staying, he thought you were fine with it. That whole actions speaks louder than words jargon.
More on this topic later. For the record, it's time to crack out all of my favorite boho shirts. I've been boho since 197something. I LOVE this shirt but for some reason, retailers think you want some eyelet across your stomach. No. I could do with out and the rest of the world could do without seeing me sport it. Here is today's selfie outside the garage. I look tired (what's new?) but it's about the shirt. The navy matches the dark circles under my eyes.
I totally missed writing about mindless garbage. It's fun to do this again.
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