May 29, 2010
romance and my reality
So, today Mr. Mouse and I were sitting at the kitchen table. He was eating lunch (I had eaten earlier) and listening to his 90’s country station on Pandora. I was enjoying the songs that first made me like country music and playing solitaire (Vegas Style, Continuous Score, Flip 3: My. New. Obsession) on my netbook.
As I was listening to a song that was all romantic and kiss-y and dance floor-y, I thought back to the kind of guy I thought I’d marry when I first listened to those songs in the midst of my teen angst.
I think the teen-aged me dreamed of over the top romance, with a smidge bit of romance on the side.
Drama dreams of drama, right?
Drama doesn’t necessarily need drama though.
As I got a bit older, I sort of knew that I’d end up with a logical, practical, steady guy.
So, I married an engineer.
And today, as I was thinking through all of this while Colin Raye or someone was playing from my geek husband’s fancy cell phone, I asked him if he remembered our first kiss.
His reply… “ummm…I should…”
And then I died laughing and put it in my facebook status.
And that little exchange is a pretty good example of exactly who we are.
And we’re perfect for each other.