Pink--Blue. Pink--Blue. Women--Men.

I am writing a post today that I know ABSOLUTELY nothing about............ The View, The Bachelor, and men. Yep..... I am sooo out of my comfort zone.

Yesterday, I am getting ready for Retail-Hell and The View is on tv. Now -- I never watch The View but I sat there as they were reviewing the previous nights episode of The Bachelor .......... also something I have never watched. The closest thing that I watch to The Bachelor is Jane Austen and there has never been a hot-tub scene in Pride and Prejudice. No bikinis in Emma.

In those two or three brief minutes -- I experienced a flashback. Not the 1960's type flashback but an emotional flashback.

Now I have been with Honey for 13 years. Thirteen wonderful years. But I was divorced for over 19 years when we got married. In those 19 years, I had a date or two or three. And could I ever feel for those girls!!

I haven't seen this so it is totally out of context but having been there, done that, I know how the conversation goes.

First of all, he says "Tell me anything, ask me anything". So you manage the courage and the guts to spill your heart out. These poor girls were pouring their hearts out to The Bachelor, telling him their deepest inner thoughts. Suddenly, he gets The Look. Now -- this is akin to the deer-in-the-headlights-look. Total blankness.

You can hear his thought processes going......... "Shit! I didn't want to talk about this!". No -- he wanted to talk about his car, his job, his dog or his golf-handicap. Anything....... not feelings!!! Anything -- Feelings. Two different things!! Unfortunately, we as women don't get that!

So as Elizabeth on The View said --- "When in doubt, just make-out!" Bachelor goes into a full steamy make-out session which they don't do on Jane Austen!!! What these poor girls don't understand is that for two out of three of them -- its Kiss-Off, Honey!!!

But what that guy doesn't understand, opening the heart is hard for anyone. It may be easier for women but that doesn't mean it was easy. And it was then, I felt those poor girls' pain. I could hear the wheels turning in the Bachelor's brain ........... "Got to go! Got to go NOW!!"

In reality, it is at this point that the poor girl grabs the phone and calls her best friend. "But ........ he asked", she cries. And the wise best friend replies ........"He's a man." (This is the problem with The Bachelor -- no best friends on the other line, telling her to run!!!)

Which leads me to pink-- blue. Our dear friends, Debbie and Jim teach a Marriage Enrichment class called "Love and Respect". Women want love, men want respect. And we are wired so differently, we have a hard time seeing the others' point of view. Its BETA vs VHS -- Edison vs Tesla (Can ya tell I'm married to someone in engineering??)

I am lucky to have a marriage that is based on love and respect. Some people say marriage is hard work. For us ....... it isn't. I married a man that became my soul-mate, my friend, my partner, my lover. Who knows how we found each other and why it works the way it does ........ but it does.

So Honey --- would ya stay healthy for me?? I need you with me. Cuz if I ever have to go through this kind of crap again.......... I'm killin' ya!!!

Comments

hiccupp said…
Love & Respect is probably my favorite book EV-er.

I never watch those shows, and if I do, I'm CRINGING. esh.
Dan Mays said…
Some "blue thoughts" from Toby Keith ..... ;-)

I Wanna Talk About Me


We talk about your work how your boss is a jerk
We talk about your church and your head when it hurts
We talk about the troubles you've been having with your brother
About your daddy and your mother and your crazy ex-lover
We talk about your friends and the places that you've been
We talk about your skin and the dimples on your chin
The polish on your toes and the run in your hose
And God knows we're gonna talk about your clothes
You know talking about you makes me smile
But every once in awhile

I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally
I wanna talk about me
I wanna talk about me

We talk about your dreams and we talk about your schemes
your high school team and your moisturizer creme
We talk about your nanna up in Muncie, Indiana
We talk about your grandma down in Alabama

We talk about your guys of every shape and size
The ones that you despise and the ones you idolize
We talk about your heart, about your brains and your smarts
And your medical charts and where you start
You know talking about you makes me grin
But every now and then

I wanna talk about me
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you, usually, but occassionally
I wanna talk about me
I wanna talk about me

You you you you you you you you youyouyouyouyou
I wanna talk about me
clink said…
Ironbelly, you always crack me up!!! But the world is seen thru rose -colored glasses!

Kudos, on the song lyrics from Greenhouse Gwen!!!

Hiccupp -- I couldn't watch the review of the show!!! Thank God for PBS.
Amen on the PBS. Can't handle the brain junk-food on network television . . . well, except for the dancing shows!
jillwaukee said…
Ha! The Bachelor is the one show I watch every week. Guilty pleasure! Being single is like navigating a mine field. I don't care if it's on tv or in life. It's just rough and I am finding it gets harder the more ground you cover. I'm not even bitter yet!

I certainly wish I could use my match making magic on myself!
clink said…
Sweetie -- that is why I thank you everyday for the past 13 years!!!

Remember your response to my infamous quote...... "All men are toads" ???

You told me .... not my Dad.

You, Eldest Daughter, are the best. there are few men worthy of you!!!

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