I know, I know! I have not been very good this week at blogging OR checking blogs. AND, I've missed two "Fat Fridays" in a row. This babysitting job, not to mention my own two wild animals, is getting the best of me.
You're probably also wondering if I will EVER be done answering questions...and yes, I will be done, today!
Thank you to everyone who participated...this has really been fun, and it's flattering to know that so many people were interested in ME! Eeeeee!
Frema has earned the title of Asking Me The Hardest Questions.
So, here it goes. And I am going to have to censor just a little, because as I've told you before, I live in FEAR that certain family members may someday find my blog!
Frema asked: Under what circumstances did you lose your virginity? How did you feel afterward?
FREMA! I'm SHY! And so now, on with the censoring. Let's just say that I was very much in loooove, it was totally planned out, and I had special lingerie and certain music picked out for the occasion (Yes! This officially makes me Most Obsessive Compulsive Woman in the World!). Afterwards, I thought..."Hmmm. That was IT?" And then I felt very mature. And wise.
In Frema's other question, she did not realize what a can of worms she had opened up by asking: What is the most difficult problem you and your husband have had to overcome in dating / marriage?
Oh dear. If you are a friend of mine, you've HEARD THIS STORY 800 TIMES, so you can just ignore me. For the rest of you, I'll try to skip along the highlights. But there will still need to be some censoring.
I began dating my husband when I was 18, just after graduation. He is a year older than me and had just finished his first year of college. We met at work.
My FIRST clue about his "issues" should have been that he was actually flirting with my friend before he discovered me.
My SECOND clue should have been that when I mentioned his name to a friend of mine, she said, "Seth blahblah? The one from X high school? OMG! I've heard of him!"
Things were rolling along peacefully until about eight months into dating. I went to visit him at his college for a big St. Patrick's day bash (read=wild, drunken, week long debacle) and soon discovered there had been, ahem, another girl...but it wasn't as bad as it could have been, if you get my drift.
Regardless, I went into fits of Jealous, Crazy, 18 year old rage. The following year was rocky, to say the least, but the whole thing eventually faded away (for the most part). And then things between the two of us seemed to be going along just swimmingly...we communicated well, he visited me from college every weekend, my family loved him, we even went to church together every Sunday. I knew we would get married someday.
BUT...you knew there was a "but" coming, right?
Fast forward to our engagement, April of 1999. The month after he'd proposed, I get an email on our shared computer from a girl named C. She assumes she's writing to Seth...but I'm the one who opened the email. She says something along the lines of, "Is this Seth blahblah? The one I met at Silver Dollar City?" Curious, I email back, "Yes, it is!" I have quite an involved email conversation with C (pretending to be Seth - I KNOW, it was evil of me), and find out a lot of shocking information. I will spare you the details, because I'm guessing you get the idea.
Let's see - how to make this short...I know! A LIST!
1. After hours of badgering, get Seth to confess about C.
2. Track down C. Tell her what I think. Because I am a crazy bitch.
3. Run to friend, B, who says, "Oh, it's not this C girl you should be worried about. It's T!"
4. WHAT? After hours of badgering, get Seth to confess about T.
5. Lay in bed, staring at ceiling, not moving or eating, for two days.
6. Plot revenge, call off engagement.
7. Eventually begin to put things back together. Engagement back on.
Fast forward again, to the month before our first anniversary, 2001.
1. Sorting through and trashing old phone bills. Find suspicious number, from back in 1999. Call it. Not good.
2. After hours of badgering, get Seth to confess about J.
3. Track down J. Tell her what I think.
4. Tell Seth if there is ANYTHING ELSE, he had better start talking.
5. I get more information than I ever wanted to know. AAAHHHH!
So that's the story, in a nutshell. All of his, um, 'issues', occurred before we were married, at least. You can imagine that I had some major trust issues with him, and that I, and my friends, punished him greatly for what he had done.
But before you think he's a total jerk, or that I'm CRAZZZY for marrying him, or start sending me messages that you think he's probably STILL cheating because zebras don't change their stripes, let me say this:
It took a lot of time and a lot of tears to mend our relationship. I still have little doubts that creep into my head when it's too quiet. But if you've read any of my previous posts, you know that he HAS changed his ways and is a kind husband and a wonderful father.
When we married, we both knew it was forever. Neither of us has any intention of going anywhere. I went into this knowing what I was up against, and I love him and trust him. We have made it work, and we are happy today.
However, I'm not stupid, so there is also an understanding about what will happen if WERE to ever cheat in our marriage, and he knows I mean it and he doesn't even like to think about what would happen.
So Frema, now I'll bet you're sorry you asked that one!
Questions are done...I've got all kinds of crazy baby stories for you tomorrow!
You're probably also wondering if I will EVER be done answering questions...and yes, I will be done, today!
Thank you to everyone who participated...this has really been fun, and it's flattering to know that so many people were interested in ME! Eeeeee!
Frema has earned the title of Asking Me The Hardest Questions.
So, here it goes. And I am going to have to censor just a little, because as I've told you before, I live in FEAR that certain family members may someday find my blog!
Frema asked: Under what circumstances did you lose your virginity? How did you feel afterward?
FREMA! I'm SHY! And so now, on with the censoring. Let's just say that I was very much in loooove, it was totally planned out, and I had special lingerie and certain music picked out for the occasion (Yes! This officially makes me Most Obsessive Compulsive Woman in the World!). Afterwards, I thought..."Hmmm. That was IT?" And then I felt very mature. And wise.
In Frema's other question, she did not realize what a can of worms she had opened up by asking: What is the most difficult problem you and your husband have had to overcome in dating / marriage?
Oh dear. If you are a friend of mine, you've HEARD THIS STORY 800 TIMES, so you can just ignore me. For the rest of you, I'll try to skip along the highlights. But there will still need to be some censoring.
I began dating my husband when I was 18, just after graduation. He is a year older than me and had just finished his first year of college. We met at work.
My FIRST clue about his "issues" should have been that he was actually flirting with my friend before he discovered me.
My SECOND clue should have been that when I mentioned his name to a friend of mine, she said, "Seth blahblah? The one from X high school? OMG! I've heard of him!"
Things were rolling along peacefully until about eight months into dating. I went to visit him at his college for a big St. Patrick's day bash (read=wild, drunken, week long debacle) and soon discovered there had been, ahem, another girl...but it wasn't as bad as it could have been, if you get my drift.
Regardless, I went into fits of Jealous, Crazy, 18 year old rage. The following year was rocky, to say the least, but the whole thing eventually faded away (for the most part). And then things between the two of us seemed to be going along just swimmingly...we communicated well, he visited me from college every weekend, my family loved him, we even went to church together every Sunday. I knew we would get married someday.
BUT...you knew there was a "but" coming, right?
Fast forward to our engagement, April of 1999. The month after he'd proposed, I get an email on our shared computer from a girl named C. She assumes she's writing to Seth...but I'm the one who opened the email. She says something along the lines of, "Is this Seth blahblah? The one I met at Silver Dollar City?" Curious, I email back, "Yes, it is!" I have quite an involved email conversation with C (pretending to be Seth - I KNOW, it was evil of me), and find out a lot of shocking information. I will spare you the details, because I'm guessing you get the idea.
Let's see - how to make this short...I know! A LIST!
1. After hours of badgering, get Seth to confess about C.
2. Track down C. Tell her what I think. Because I am a crazy bitch.
3. Run to friend, B, who says, "Oh, it's not this C girl you should be worried about. It's T!"
4. WHAT? After hours of badgering, get Seth to confess about T.
5. Lay in bed, staring at ceiling, not moving or eating, for two days.
6. Plot revenge, call off engagement.
7. Eventually begin to put things back together. Engagement back on.
Fast forward again, to the month before our first anniversary, 2001.
1. Sorting through and trashing old phone bills. Find suspicious number, from back in 1999. Call it. Not good.
2. After hours of badgering, get Seth to confess about J.
3. Track down J. Tell her what I think.
4. Tell Seth if there is ANYTHING ELSE, he had better start talking.
5. I get more information than I ever wanted to know. AAAHHHH!
So that's the story, in a nutshell. All of his, um, 'issues', occurred before we were married, at least. You can imagine that I had some major trust issues with him, and that I, and my friends, punished him greatly for what he had done.
But before you think he's a total jerk, or that I'm CRAZZZY for marrying him, or start sending me messages that you think he's probably STILL cheating because zebras don't change their stripes, let me say this:
It took a lot of time and a lot of tears to mend our relationship. I still have little doubts that creep into my head when it's too quiet. But if you've read any of my previous posts, you know that he HAS changed his ways and is a kind husband and a wonderful father.
When we married, we both knew it was forever. Neither of us has any intention of going anywhere. I went into this knowing what I was up against, and I love him and trust him. We have made it work, and we are happy today.
However, I'm not stupid, so there is also an understanding about what will happen if WERE to ever cheat in our marriage, and he knows I mean it and he doesn't even like to think about what would happen.
So Frema, now I'll bet you're sorry you asked that one!
Questions are done...I've got all kinds of crazy baby stories for you tomorrow!
4 Comments:
Woooooow! YOu know what though, there is a BIG difference between the ages of, oh...say....20 and 25 and in those years you grow up a LOT and I'm sure that's exactly what happened with your husband.
I say good for you. Forgiveness sucks a$$, but it's what we are called to do. You did good. Don't forget my Basic Grey class at Scrap Gen on the 26th.
All of us have relationship skeletons with our spouses. Thank you for being so honest about yours.
Stacey, that was a very powerful and truthful post. My husband and I had some "issues" before we were married too. People do change though and forgiving them is the only thing you can do to be able to move on. I still have my doubts sometimes, but that's just my own insecurity creeping in. I am glad things turned out for the best for you.
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