Last night I took a walk with all three of my boys. (note to self: go alone if you wish to think) My two oldest boys (ages 9 and 6) have decided they love 2 songs. "I'm a Barbie Girl", and "I Kissed a Girl"... Sigh... So they continued along alternating between these two songs which each one, unfortunately has the added bonus of having a melody that glues themselves to your brain. Arg... Even as I'm writing this, the damn songs are serenading each thought.
Twilight descended upon us as we were heading back home, making every window we passed seem like a fishbowl. The only moment of silence on this trip was one where we were passing a house where a couple was in the grips of there own personal world war. Its disturbingly captivating to see such drama unfold. All of us slowed are pace, none of us making a sound, as we watched. The girl in hysterics weeping and throwing things all the while pacing the room like a caged tiger. While the man stood rooted. Yelling, and at the same time it seemed he was trying to sooth the out of control women.
Once the window was out of sight, my boys as if they both awoke at the same time, started singing the torturous songs once again. No questions or comments, they just kept going as if the profound 30 seconds hadn't been there? Me, on the other hand, have not been able to get it out of my head. I being a women and all, understand that men can just make us crazy, for all I know that guy could have just been caught screwing the babysitter or something, who knows... So why, did I feel sympathetic towards the man? It has been boggling my mind since it happened. And considering I have been in that same place emotionaly as that unknown women, I feel like a hypocrite committing treason to my gender.
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