If you’ve known me five minutes (or gone through the cds in my car), you know I’m a Duranie. It should come as no surprise that I have been following a few of the members of the band on Twitter and Facebook. You know what? It makes me happy that they write such bland, normal tweets. And it makes me happy when their wives and children are interviewed, and they talk about what good men they are. My fantasy is that all the men I’ve had crushes on are ridiculously decent human beings, and are faithful, good husbands. Kind of kills the adolescent thrill of romantic love, but I couldn’t be with a man who would cheat on his wife (and I would never be with a man who thought I was the kind of woman who would cheat on her husband–how rude!) so it works out well.
Why wouldn’t I cheat?
First off, I’m too lazy. I don’t have the energy to lie like that. That’s actually not the first off. The first off is that when I count even the hypothetical cost, it is too expensive. An affair would cost me my marriage, which would cost me partial custody of my child, and no dick is worth losing even an hour of a day with Thor. No romance is worth losing Thor’s respect, or destabilizing his home.
You know, that and I like my husband. I can’t really think of anyone I’d prefer. I know I like living with him, and I know he likes living with me. My mom likes him. I like his family. My friends like him, and I like his friends. And he doesn’t mind that I still giggle when I see Simon LeBon or John Taylor. Why risk that? Pfft. No such thing as greener grass.
I am going to organize meet ups/networking events for the Women Worth Knowing project. Just seems like the right direction. Might be nothing, but who knows? It might become something.
As Thor is getting older and more independent, I am re-realizing my desire for the company of girlfriends. I miss how Renae, Karen, Leslieann and I used to hang out, and I miss Fourth Fridays. Of course, all of us having families makes it harder to get together, but once a month, why not offer the opportunity for people to gather and say hi, and have someone speak for 15 minutes or so? Can’t hurt.
I keep trying to read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. It’s quite good, but I can only get through a few pages at a time. Maybe I need another memoir?
Planned Parenthood: I said on my FB that if the government can afford to sponsor a NASCAR, they can afford to sponsor the upkeep on our little red corvettes.
I’ve never used PP, but I’ve taken a few friends in. I know they appreciated the services.
Target’s panties are fantastic.
Life is good