Friday, October 19, 2018

As I am dishing out my third helping of mashed potatoes a few nights back I looked up at Cory’s smirk and realize what true love is.  Funny, I was wearing half my makeup smeared all over my face from running.  I had on sweats with no bra.  I just ran so to be honest, I stunk. I was piling the food into my mouth like it was my job while watching the Red Sox beat the Astros.  Definition of one hot wife!  And yet he still loves me for all I am.  (awe <3) 

Almost two weeks ago I went through a procedure to help me from becoming a hot mama for the next 5 years.  To not give TMI, every single birth control method I have tried has been just a big complication for me.  I am pretty sure my body wants to be a baby maker and it going on strike every time I try to tell it otherwise.  So last week was a roller coaster of pain, emotions, and more pain, and even more emotions.  It snuck into this week and I thought I was going to kill someone!  But all seems to be going ok now and I am getting back on track.  Through the drama Cory has been a superstar husband.  It’s probably not easy loving a moody wife with a teenage boy hunger all the time but he makes it look like a piece of cake.  And I am hungry again…

Anyway, it got me thinking of how different I am with Cory than anyone other guy I dated.  (This is probably why I married him and not one of the others thank goodness.)  I remember how I used to worry about what I ate in front of a guy.  I would never be full even if we went on a trip and spent several days together because I didn’t want to eat like I do and make myself look like a pig.  I would wear makeup all the time, have my hair perfect, clothes always looking good.  I would listen and watch what they wanted to, even act like I enjoyed it when I didn’t.  I would even sometimes act like I didn’t like certain things that I actually did like so that they would like me more.  I think of these things now and I just see how crazy it is.  To not be me.  To be someone I wasn’t to make someone like me more.  It was ridiculous.  So here is a few facts about the real me, and how Cory relates!  Enjoy!  I hope you will look at yourself and compare as well! I am who I am, not because of him but because of me, and he loves me for that exact reason which makes me a better person and that is how it should be J
1. Obviously, I like the Cubs.  Cory does not.  As a matter of fact I think he is lowering our cable options in hopes we wont get all the games next year!  It is not that Cory doesn’t like Baseball, he just doesn’t like who I become when I watch the Cubs! I don’t care, I still watch them.  I think he likes the Mets.  We both agree we want the Boston Red Sox to win the AL (they did), I think he wants the Brewers to win the NL.  I hate the Brewers, go Dodgers.  
2. I burp sometimes.  Cory finds this completely disgusting.  Oh well. (burp)
3. We both love working out but he can’t understand my NEED to race.  He gets I need to but doesn’t really see the pleasure in it like I do.
4. I like serial killer movies and detective dramas and he is more into war and fighting movies.  I absolutely hate superhero movies and he loves them. We usually mix it up.  I also don’t really care for romance but at least once or twice a year I want to watch Sweet Home Alabama or ANY romance movie with Ryan Reynolds.  He doesn’t get how I can watch the same ones over and over but he will watch them with me and Shawshank Redemption if I want to! We both agree we hate stupid comedy.  We like romcom some, but the stupid comedy we don’t care for. 
5. I love spicy foods.  Cory is not such a fan but I am getting him to cross over to the more spicy side every day.
6. We both hate cake. Bring on the cookies. 
7. He doesn’t like peanut butter to the extent I do but he will deal with it!
8. On any given day, there is about a 90% chance Cory is dressed better than I am. He likes expensive clothes.  I buyoff Amazon or take my mom’s leftovers.  I just want cheap stuff that looks ok on me.  However my running shoes are $120 and his are $60.  Priorities!
9. We discuss politics.  He actually takes a day or so to go over every candidate with me before we vote.  We really do not discuss who we vote for but I have an idea that we agree on many topics.  
10. He hates running.  I obviously think he is crazy….
11. We both eat a lot of food. A lot.  I would say about 50% of the time I can take him on this though.  I cant tell if he is impressed or scared of me.  
12. I worry 24/7.  He doesn’t. It can be a problem.  We fight.  We deal with it and move on. 
13. Remy is our child. He is daddy, I am mommy. Anyone disagrees they do not have to come to our house! We don’t need to discuss why you disagreeing with this makes you an ass. 
14. I like mainly country, but I like 90’s alternative.  I like Justin Timberlake too.  He likes weird shit that he used to put on my ipod to run to.  Who runs to Cold Play and Death Cab?? He likes to control the music in my car.  I like to slap his hand. 
15. He likes staying up late, I like getting up early.  We deal! 
16. He has to shower before we leave the house, I like to think not showering on the weekends will keep people away from me while we are shopping. 
17. He cooks, I bake. 
18. He cleans outdoors, I clean indoors.  Sometimes we help each other.
19. We both love Billy Barooz, Moe’s, Papa Murphy’s, Chili’s, and Courier. Cory is limited on where he will eat.  I love Taco Bell, Buffalo Wild Wings, and any Indian food restaurant.  Those are a big no for him.  We don’t compromise on these haha, I eat them when he isn’t around.
20. I drink good beer and he drinks nasty beer.  He probably disagrees but I know best here.  He told me when we first met he likes to get good beer, Heineken. No honey. No. 
21. Cory is an introvert, I am a little of both.  He will never have FB.  I post too much on FB.  However the older I get the more relaxed I feel when it is him, Remy, and I alone watching a movie. 
22. He spends a lot of time at home, working.  When I clock out I leave work at work. 
23. I am crazy.  He agrees on this.
24. We love each other. We fight.  We have had small and large problems.  We have got through them.  I am lucky. He is a keeper.  

Anyway I think you get the point.  I no longer have to hide who I am.  I can be who I am and he still loves me even if we disagree, and holy cow we disagree on a lot.  I mean, I wont leave my pup with anyone other than like 3 people and he wants to hire a walker for when we go to Galesburg for the day, UMM NO.  This is our current disagreement, one I will win J but in the end we get over it and still love each other!  

Play along!  I mean, comment on something that is different from you and yours and how you drive each other bonkers.  Thanks for listening as always!