DaddyCool Writes...

Of all the topic choices out there, this is what you guys threw at me?   

What do I think about Mommy Ref having a blog? 

To be perfectly honest, she likes it and I don’t get it but I guess that’s what makes it work. Isn’t that what happens in a marriage anyway? We are different and that is what makes us work. She writes about stuff that bothers her. I use my mouth and just cuss people out. She drinks vodka. I drink Rum. I kick ass at Guitar Hero. Her, not so much. She played sports growing up. I played the tuba.

I guess when I think about my feelings of her having a blog; I realize that I have never thought about my feelings for her having a blog. She has it posted on Facebook and has a court full of followers, of which I am not one. Not because I don’t care, but because it’s ‘her thing’. She has her interests and I have mine. Isn’t that how marriage works? Don’t get me wrong, we both like some of the same things. Long walks on the beach, candle light dinners, cuddling on the couch…aw crap, who am I kidding. No one likes that shit anymore. These days doing things together consists of talking trash over a game of Words with Friends or kicking the kids asses at Candyland.

So when she asked me to actually write about my feelings I was a bit confused. Does she not remember that men can roll their eyes too? What do I say? Do I be brutally honest, or let her down easy? I felt like she was asking me if those pants made her butt look big. There’s just no right answer. Just like when I get asked which purse I like better. There’s just no right answer.

So I’ll end this with a final thought. I chose to write this because when Mommy Ref, aka my wife, asks me to do something that means a lot to her, I do it, even if it’s something that I would normally not do, like telling her that her those pants don’t make her butt look big. It’s the shirt.