Marriage

Today I was able to steal away for a midday movie. Considering this season in life, a Tuesday morning movie is pure luxury. And...a shout out to the man in my life for giving me the thumbs up. Tuesday is his work from home day so an 11am movie was not entirely out of the question. A few other moms joined me - although it was really just sitting next to each since we didn't have time for a movie and discussion - which was great because I got to see that we all laughed in different places than other females in the audience.

So...Sex In The City 2. What else would I spend $9 on?

As I am sitting there watching and enjoying, I quickly realize how annoyed I am getting by Carrie. She has been married for two years and has turned into...I don't know. She is a nag and is just unhappy. I'm watching this "girl" - I know she is a fictional character, but I was one of those girls who lived vicariously through movies- and thinking "grow up".

The ultimate single girl has gotten married and is missing the "sparkle" - her words, not mine. Oh honey - marriage isn't about sparkle. All I kept thinking was, "Wow, you have an amazing guy who wants to stay home and eat take out with you and it isn't enough?". Don't get me wrong. I am not about to jump up on my soapbox. I have thought many, many times about my old apartment in Santa Monica and how much I would love to still have it for an escape. Conveinently for Carrie she has kept her apartment...FOR TWO YEARS! But marriage is work and is compromise and as I was watching the movie, I realized that I had jumped a hurdle. A year ago I would have walked out of SATC2 and felt like I had missed out on something. I would have wanted to have fabulous clothes and be going out for cosmos. Instead, I left the movie thinking how much I appreciate what marriage has come to mean. I have had the "sparkle" talk with my husband and time or two. I am sure I will have it again. My take away from the movie was that Big wanted to spend time with Carrie. He had been out there and he wanted to just "be". As ladies I think that is a hard adjustment. We get used to the attention and excitement. I love the attention and excitement. But even more, I love the comfort of knowing that I am with the person I want to be with everyday. But like I said...a year ago I wasn't there yet. Maybe I am starting to mature. Or, maybe I am starting to realize that marriage really does have seasons and that not every season is Spring. I don't wish Winter on anyone, but there is something glorious about Summer. The comfort of a warm laugh. Touching toes as you read in silence. Admitting you can't sleep when the other one isn't beside you. Knowing that a decision doesn't feel good until you have talked it through with someone who knows the way you think. To me, that is sparkle. That is not boring. I'm not saying I would refuse a black diamond ring. But I would much rather have the man who wants to come home to me and tell me about his day.

Maybe tomorrow I will write about Charlotte and Miranda's drinking game.