Yup, at my house, my husband and I have a television in our bedroom. We are "those" people. Fun fact: All of the money we were gifted with when we got married... yeah, we spent it on a massive TV. And guess what? We LOVE it!
There. I said it.
If I am being completely honest, my husband and I are from opposite ends of the planet. He is the epitome of an outdoorsman. He lives for anything hunting or fishing related. Me, not so much. My passion lies with the arts. I love writing, music, theater, reading... you get the drift. I'm sure you can imagine how funny we look, trying to plan a date night together. An odd mesh of going...
They say we marry men with qualities similar to our fathers. For many women, this concept may seem ridiculous. For me, though, it’s true.
I have vague memories of my dad getting home from work when I was young. I’d hug him and say, “You ‘mell bad, Dada!”
That distinct hospital smell is one you don’t forget. I remember the green scrubs. I remember feeling proud that my dad was a doctor. He was smart, and he was brave.
He is smart. He is brave. And as luck would have it, so is my husband. He wears the scrubs (they’re blue these days), and he has that smell. He’s regularly greeted at the door every single evening by an excited two-year-old yelling,...
When the Governor first issued the stay-at-home order over a month ago, I was honestly excited. The romantic in me had dreams of the fun we would have as a family and the memories we would make. I pictured picnics, daily walks, and lots of laughter. After approximately three days of our entire family being stuck at home together, those idyllic hopes went out the window. The passive aggressive comments and side eyes started to flow, and I could feel the tension. It was clear that we had to figure out a way to adjust to this new normal, or we would not all survive this quarantine.
Even though my husband and I are both home, we still have to...
"I can't believe you're watching that AGAIN. How many times do you need to see it?"
This is the question basically anytime I tune into something on our television. I inevitably find my "comfort food" of guilty pleasure TV shows and I can zone out.
My husband does.not.get.it. Why on earth do you need to watch it over and over again? The simplest answer is that I like to know what is going to happen. Watching these shows feels like a warm blanket giving me a hug. I don't have multiple "what if" scenarios playing out in my head. I know what is coming next.
It makes me feel like I am in control of something when I am not in control...
My husband and I were leaving Tiger Stadium, and my mind was occupied with getting back to our car and A/C. His mind was elsewhere. Evidently it had been for some time, and he could no longer take it. He looked at me and matter-of-factly informed, “I want to join the Navy reserves. I’ve been thinking about it for a long time and researching it, and I really want to do it.”
To this day I’m not sure how I didn’t laugh him off immediately. There was something about how imploring he was. All I could muster in response was something dumb like, “Ok… ok… whoa. Can we talk about this?” He confessed that this had been a lifelong dream...
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