The Bachelor....Shhhh Its a Secret

Welcome to Take Two of March’s Secret Subject Swap. This week, 13 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

My subject is "How I Really Feel About The Bachelor"  It was submitted by  
BIG A and little a.   

Here it goes: 

The truth is...  I have never watched the show...like ever!  

I am just not all that sappy business.  
Of course I believe in love.... and I am so very happy that I found it.  
I do believe in love at first site, although I have not experienced it.

I just never understood why all these "great" women would feel the need to go on a national show and fight over one man....a man they have never met when they sign up for the show.  They will put it all out there.  Like ALL of it...

They are CRA CRA to the max!  More crazy than some of you blogger people...really they are!  <wink>
They are in little to no clothes fighting to the end. Trash talking, back stabbing and making out.....wasn't that what we did in high school? Wait.....why isn't DaddyCool watching this?

Here's the thing if you wrap all the time this hunka hunka burning love has with these women it is less than a week time.  I don't know about you, but I could be anyone for a week.  This isn't enough time to get to know these people for who they really are.  But what do I know....I have never watched the show.  I actually went against the grain on "acceptable time before marriage" myself.....so what do I know

What I do know is this.... people can meet the mate of their dreams in many ways and many times when they are least expecting it.  I met my Bachelor on the internet.  Yep....you read that right...on the computer.  I was a working Master's student and he was home recovering from a work injury that resulted in surgery.  He was bored at home on drugs...that probably explains a lot right there.  He wrote me an innocent email from a meeting board.  We exchanged emails for a few weeks before he even asked to call me.  I enjoyed having someone that liked and understand my humor.  When he finally asked to call me I was a bit scared.  What if all these LOLs weren't really true and I wasn't who he thought.  Then I got more scared.....what if he isn't who I thought?!  The first night we talked on the phone for hours....like time to get up and shower for work now hours long.  It was crazy....but it paid off.  We planned a lunch date because I didn't want to commit to a dinner....ha ha  ya I am a control freak like that!  I didn't want the date to end.  We saw this little old couple drinking margaritas,  Neither of us said anything about it that day.....but when he asked me to marry him he mentioned it.  He had seen it too.  He wanted to grow old with me to have some margaritas! 

We had our first date in December, were engaged in March and married the next January.

People thought we were crazy....and actually told us this.  We are still happily married and I couldn't imagine my life without him.  He balances me (check out this post if you haven't written by DaddyCool himself.  We are just right.  

Ironically those same people who thought we were so off base are now divorced and on to their next relationship adventure. 

 I would love to hear how you met your soul mate...and then go check out these other swap posts!

www.BakingInATornado.com                                        

http://www.justalittlenutty.com/                                  

http://suburbiainterrupted.com                                   

http://mooreorganizedmayhem.blogspot.com/               

http://www.comeplayinthekitchen.com/                       

http://www.bigaandlittlea.com

www.theblacksheepmom.blogspot.com

http://www.themommyref.blogspot.com/

http://www.100lbCountdown.com

http://www.findingfelicity.com

www.eviljoyspeaks.wordpress.com

http://caramelliving.blogspot.com/

adventuresinhickeyland.blogspot.com

Let's Pretend...

How many times a day do you hear that in your home?  I have lost count. 

Lil One: Hey let’s pretend we are Mommy and Daddy and we have a baby.

Lil Two: Yay! Oh and let’s pretend we are going to the park with our bikes.

Lil One:  Oh yay! Let’s pretend we are…

You get the picture.  If you are a parent I am sure you hear it at your house too…more than once. 

But let’s pretend that we actually sat down as parents and listened to what they were saying in those conversations.  Let’s pretend they were a window into who “we” are.  Yes, even in their little child forms. 

Let’s pretend that they actually had something to teach us….about us.

Think about it.

Have you ever spent the time to listen to your children play?  I am talking about the good innocent play moments when they don’t even know you are listening or watching.  If you haven’t, you should.  If you would just pretend that nothing else is as important as that moment….you will remember that moment when you need it most.

The Ref household has been going through some tough times.  I have been called to school more times than I care to mention.  I am crushed that “my kid” is a trouble to others.  I don’t understand it.  It hurts me.  It affects us all.  The other child is embarrassed that a sibling is a trouble maker.  The little one wants to mimic it all.  DaddyCool and I are out of tricks to get to the root issue.  We have begun parent counseling to support us through and hopefully dodge my child from being asked to leave this school.

Then this morning…I just stopped and listened.

Children playing….

I stopped and heard

“Let’s pretend that we are just sitting and cuddling our babies because we missed them today”

Response was

“Ya…..I miss Mommy and Daddy when I am at school”

Cuddle your babies today.  Everyday

Will this change all my issues? No! 

It will however help remind my children that I miss them just as much and we are in this together.

Life isn’t always unicorns and rainbows….but when you are hugging those babies…you can just pretend it is…a moment or two won’t hurt.  Promise.

 

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.