I had dinner with a friend this week. She's a wonderful, warm, and engaging woman, involved in the lives of her friends, family, extended family, and community. Almost ten years after her divorce, Long Legs is still very much part of her ex-husband's family. Not just because she has a daughter with her ex, but because everyone, include all her in-laws, likes her better than her ex-husband.
Recently, her ex-brother-in-law got married. She was the ringbearer. That is, ex-bro-in-law felt his own brother and sister might lose the ring, but knew she would get the ring to him safely across air travels. Her ex-mother-in-law remains good friends with her. Her ex-sister-in-law invites her to all family and social gatherings, with or without her daughter.
She dates but doesn't have sleepovers. She said men are generally good company, but they are way too sensitive and high maintenance. You get close to them, you have to maintain the relationship, stroke their ego, take care of their shit. She said, I don't need that, I prefer going out to dinner or dancing with them and being treated like a lady. No strings attached.
I see her point.
But then I'm having such a nice time with The Man right now that I would miss him terribly if we were not together, maintenance, shit and all. In fact, we had an evening with friends last night, and Outrageous commented that all the couples gathered - all long-time friends, were still together. And each couple still having sex and having fun with each other, I might have added. Touch wood. I do not want any of us to have serious marital strifes.
Long Legs and I exchanged e-mails today. She said, The Boy has grown to be a real charm and I know he brings you lots of laughter. The Man looks fine and happy. If we won the lottery, we would be more happy - because we are relatively happy right now.
Right on, sister.
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`Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'
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`In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw, `lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on `And how do you know that you're mad?'
1 comment:
hmmm. i think i see her point too. but its nice to hear that your enjoying your relatiionship. i read your blog. i read a great deal of your blog. and ilove your blog. you have such a way with words. you use profanity and all for profanity, even if its just a little bit. shit people need words not appropriate for human discussion. i love your pictures too. especially the bug metamorphis. did i spell that right? i'm a litle drunk right now. yeah! i love your blog though. i'm gonna check back periodically!
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