As a little girl, there were so many mysteries to this world......
How do the stars stay in the sky?
Where do babies REALLY come from?
Who invented chewing gum and why?
Why do we change the clocks in the spring and the fall?
Is Goofy a dog or a person?
As with most things, each answer revealed itself in time. Some answers made sense---others, not so much. But each question became easier to uncover the truth as I became older and wiser. With age, I have found that my curiosity hasn't dissappeared, but the focus has shifted.
Will he be a good father?
Will he be a good father?
Is it me? Or is the sex different?
Am I judged by merit alone at work?
Will I be a good mother?
Am I mean to people?
why are relationships so difficult?
Am I ready for Marriage?
....Then...we rented Chris Rock....
Initially, I laughed. 10 minutes after it was over---I couldn't help wonder if that's really how he saw marriage. Is that how MOST men viewed marriage and relationships?? Then it made me terribly sad. If Chris had stayed awake for the entire routine---how hard would he have laughed at the jokes?
Growing up, I was so certain I'd get married to the man of my dreams and we'd have kids. I guess I was too young to wonder if a woman's "happily ever after" was equivalent to a man's "worse nightmare".
Naturally, my thoughts made me second guess how funny the material was...
What's up with that??
Growing up, I was so certain I'd get married to the man of my dreams and we'd have kids. I guess I was too young to wonder if a woman's "happily ever after" was equivalent to a man's "worse nightmare".
Naturally, my thoughts made me second guess how funny the material was...
What's up with that??
