I like to watch the Today show while I eat my breakfast. My husband usually joins me for some morning together time, but he never really comments. The news (if that's what Today is...) is my thing, not his.
This morning, Meredith reported on yet another pecadillo from a celebrity who has been vindicated by the press since his wife is, supposedly, "mean" and no one should be expected to be faithful to a "mean" wife. Today, a celebrity "expert" was commenting that he was only 28 when he had his children, so this current evidence that he's a jerk is really just his need to relive a lost childhood.
My husband was appalled. He grumbled, "I hate it when they justify every jerkish thing some guy does. Like guys have no control and live life at the mercy of everyone else. It's just dumb. The guy's a jerk. He's got 2 women on the side and he's abandoned his family to party it up in France. That's not 'I'm a victim.' It's 'I'm a jerk but the media is on my side.'"
I mentioned that most people think his wife is not nice, either, though she seems to have been faithful to the family. Dave harumphed again, "He thought her nice at some point. Married her. Unless he claims it was Tom Cruise in a Mission:Impossible disguise who married her and then got her pregnant several times over. Otherwise, he's got no excuse. If he wanted out - he's still irresponsible, but he could have gotten out. Until that point, he shoulda kept it zipped and now he should be renting a house next door and helping with the kids, not partying in France."
I laughed. My husband is big on the responsibility vibe. However, one thing I noticed and appreciated quickly about him is that he doesn't blame the ex-wife completely for the reason they didn't hold together. He's always been honest about his involvement, and about the lessons he learned. In fact, I've heard barely a rude word about her (and she deserves a few, since 'commitment' was not her favorite word in the dictionary), but my husband always tells me that he had a share in what happened and he wants to own up to that share.
I know that no one can guarantee that their spouse won't eventually party it up with young, nubile French things, but I'm glad that, at least, if it happens, I'll be able to call him a jerk and he'll have to acknowledge that he is. I told him that as he showered. He laughed and reminded me that he's not going anywhere and he's not a jerk.
No. Most definitely. My husband is not a jerk.
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Glad to know he's a good guy and not a jerk. :) By the way, chica, it's still bothering me that you weren't able to cash the check I wrote you for your wedding. I'm assuming it's because I misspelled the last name. I really either want to send you a new one or send you a gift card. Please email me your address so I can stop thinking about it. :) I know it wasn't that much money, but it is still bugging me. Do you know what you're having? I'm 12 weeks along with a sibling for Alexander. Still dragging my feet, but I had to do it sooner than later.
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