Welcome to my life starring me. Only my husband's blocking the spotlight. Damn. I've found myself in a position of intense happiness and utter frustration. Me, the star of the show must play a supporting role. No! make that an extra walk-on role in the life of my husband. Strike that. Not in the life of my husband, but in the life that people think my husband lives. I know that to my boo I'm the most beautiful, intelligent, honest, sexy woman he knows.
Did you hear that heifers?! Stay the hell away from my man.
I digress. The way that others view my husband is what gets me. He's the star of the show and I'm just some flat character that appears every now and again to further the plot. What! Damn people, get to know me.
My husband and I are both energetic, dynamic, kind, life-of-the-party people. Only he more than me. I once read a book by Gail Evans titled Play Like a Man, Win Like a Woman. In it she said that at a dinner party she always sits couples away from one another because one spouse always has a more dominate personality that will overpower the other's. If they are seated away from one another they will both be able to flourish and enjoy the party. Boy was she right. Who do you think is out-shined in this relationship?
As I was saying, we have similar personalities except for one small detail: he's an extrovert and I'm not. No really. He can play the room and warm the crowd. He'll have the whole room eating out of his hand by the time we leave. They won't stop talking about him. They can't wait to see him again. They congratulate me on catching such a man! My goodness. Seriously? They must be smoking. I know I've got a good man, but it's not as if I'm out of my league.
Those "church pretty" girls have daggers in their eyes when they look at me. They all had their chance at him but they weren't good enough. According to them, I'm too quiet, too fat, and too dumb to have such an intelligent, handsome man as my husband. Oh please, he's not that awesome.
While my husband can play the room I prefer to work on a much smaller scale. I'm cautious. I watch people. Listen. Observe. I read them. When I know enough I either emerge as my true self or remain hidden away. It's so much more important to me to have an accurate read on a person rather than to be concerned about what they think of me.
My husband is the best man I know and in his eyes I'm the star of the show.
Did you hear that heifers?! Stay the hell away from my man.
I digress. The way that others view my husband is what gets me. He's the star of the show and I'm just some flat character that appears every now and again to further the plot. What! Damn people, get to know me.
My husband and I are both energetic, dynamic, kind, life-of-the-party people. Only he more than me. I once read a book by Gail Evans titled Play Like a Man, Win Like a Woman. In it she said that at a dinner party she always sits couples away from one another because one spouse always has a more dominate personality that will overpower the other's. If they are seated away from one another they will both be able to flourish and enjoy the party. Boy was she right. Who do you think is out-shined in this relationship?
As I was saying, we have similar personalities except for one small detail: he's an extrovert and I'm not. No really. He can play the room and warm the crowd. He'll have the whole room eating out of his hand by the time we leave. They won't stop talking about him. They can't wait to see him again. They congratulate me on catching such a man! My goodness. Seriously? They must be smoking. I know I've got a good man, but it's not as if I'm out of my league.
Those "church pretty" girls have daggers in their eyes when they look at me. They all had their chance at him but they weren't good enough. According to them, I'm too quiet, too fat, and too dumb to have such an intelligent, handsome man as my husband. Oh please, he's not that awesome.
While my husband can play the room I prefer to work on a much smaller scale. I'm cautious. I watch people. Listen. Observe. I read them. When I know enough I either emerge as my true self or remain hidden away. It's so much more important to me to have an accurate read on a person rather than to be concerned about what they think of me.
My husband is the best man I know and in his eyes I'm the star of the show.
You are always a STAR to me.
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