Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Whip Cream & Sprinkles.

I read quite a few ‘newlywed’ blogs daily, and I have to tell you…these girls lie.
Every post sparkles with the sunshine that is their young marriage; dances with happiness about how wonderful, and amazing their husbands are all day, everyday, without fail.

Take this little snippet for example,
“We could have thrown out every excuse we had and succumbed to slumber, but instead we allowed deeper feelings of desire to rule that evening. If I could describe it a different way it was like we allowed ourselves to dig into dessert, and we weren't shy about asking for whip cream and sprinkles on top!”
Whip cream and sprinkles, really?

In February, Darling Hubby and I will be halfway through our first year as a married couple. (Eeek! Just seeing it in writing makes me oh so happy!)

Are we happy?
Beyond anything we hoped for.
Are we still in love?
More and more each day.
Are we still the same mushy, dotting couple?
Oh, yes we are.

But still…
I prefer to be a bit more of a realist when it comes to the relationship between Darling Hubby & I.

We have bad days.
We bicker and argue over petty things.
I throw fits. (Don’t judge me, I’m Southern.)
He always thinks he’s right.
And sometimes…we hurt each other.
Sure, it doesn’t sound pretty, but it’s the truth. We learn from these so called ‘bad’ things.

Our first months of marriage have been quite charming to be sure, but not without a few road hazards along the way. I thought that today, I would share just two situations that caused strife in our home.

Lesson One:
Establish early on who will keep up with vehicle, home, savings, etc. maintenance.
I am a stickler for having oil changes, tire rotations, and other general preventative maintenance done on our vehicles…Darling Hubby, however, is not.
For 4 months, I offered to take his car for an oil change myself so it wouldn’t waste one of our precious days off from work. I begged, I pleaded…all to no avail.
Finally, he gave in and we had it taken care off, but I had already learned my lesson:
Don’t ask if it needs to be done, just do it so it is.

Lesson Two:
Darling Hubby deserves a welcome home.
-When Darling Hubby gets home from work, take the time to step away from the tv/laptop/crafting supplies, and actually give him your attention.
I struggled with this one daily…not because I wasn’t thrilled he was home, but because whenever I’m up to my ears in crafting supplies…I don’t want to break away!
You enjoy feeling loved & wanted…so does he.

Your turn, loves…share with me the silly things that you & yours bickered over during the early years!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Darling, you KNOW we bickered about who's going to lead on the dance floor!!! Love you, You!

Anonymous said...

Darling, you KNOW Uncle Bob & I bickered about who would lead on the dance floor!!! I love you, You!

bizkitswifey said...

Work- who works more hours to bring home the "bacon" vs the other who should do house work. (I still dispise that dreadful dish washing.)

Bills are hard to make- especially when you aren't handed everything like the welfare moms around here.

Family- the hubby HATES my family, and let's mr know everyday. Granted they are mean to me but still it's unfair