Thursday, September 30, 2010

Marriage Myth Number Uno: Over time we will grow more alike. Ha!

I've been married 22 years 1 month and 8 days. I am not an expert--but let's just say I am experienced! I think it would be valuable at this time to share my vast experience with all of you, to help you along that rose strewn rocky path, by uncovering some marriage myths.
So young and so hopeful!
I think one of the most dangerous myths is: Over time we will grow more alike!

I love my husband--I look at him today and think how lucky I am. I could never have guessed all the good he had in him. I still find him astonishingly handsome and still sexy (kids don't read that part). But -- I have no idea what is going on in that brain of his.

We have given up even being interested in each other's t.v. He finds my shows boring! Fantastic shows like America's Next Top Model. (I love watching dumb beautiful people! I can't help it - they can be teenage vampires, hot burned ex-spies, hot disgraced doctors, you get the picture.) He hates cooking shows and he's bored by home decorating shows (okay so no shocker there). He is even bored by --yes, you should be prepared to gasp -- Law and Order!  He has an aversion to gruesome detective dramas like the CSI's of the world. I don't know why but I love those (maybe it's back to the pretty people doing anything, even gross things).  He also doesn't love B end of the world movies that I've grown oh so fond of.

So what do I find him watching when I come into the bedroom --Arrested Development over and over and over, Thirty Rock (ok I love that too) and anything that has Chevy Chase, Mike Meyers, John Belushi, John Candy, or anyone who was ever on Saturday Night Live ever! I like these guys too the first time I see the movie, but the tenth, no way. Also what is it with men and movies where people throw-up. I hate seeing people throw-up!

Then there's music. I know he is the expert, but I am tired of classic rock. You can boo me all you want, but I want something new. He has a huge aversion to basic pop -- I don't -- because I need something in my life that I don't have to think so hard about even if it's Delilah! We do have common ground on Eric Clapton, Beatles, John Mayer and Radio Head. Phew.

A few years ago - a few pounds ago and blond hair! Oh my!
The saving grace after 22 years is that we are much more tolerant. If he listens to Led Zeppelin, I don't tell him that he is going to H E double hockey sticks. When I'm watching the Lifetime Movie Network he just snorts and leaves instead of thinking he has to sit and watch and then finds himself unable to keep from making wisecracks all the way through.

Now that's heaven.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Hate

I ask God to bless you every day

it's a breath a wish a sigh

in the car, bath, private spaces

my heart.

Every prayer fervent

like for a child at war

a lover absent

a sick heart.

I pray as if there is joy in my heart for you.

He blessed me

I'm not afraid anymore

I don't hate anymore

My only prayer now is that you won't always

hate me.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

The Creepiest Place on Earth

(For some reason I cannot get this post to format correctly--please ignore the spaces.)

We visited Oregon for our summer vacation. We spent 4 days in Portland and 4 days at the beach. We had a great time. We thought driving up to Timberline Lodge on Mount Hood would be a nice Sunday activity. It’s a bit of a drive from Portland, but it was a beautiful sunny day so we made the trek.

Now , for your information, Timberline Lodge was used in some exterior shots for the movie, The Shining. When you approach the mountain as well as the lodge their austere nature can be otherworldly.






















The Shining is really the only horror movie I have seen. I saw it for the first time at a slumber party in high school and being of a highly sensitive nature I spent most of the movie in the bathroom reading a magazine. It is also one of my husband’s favorite movies and every time he watches it, just hearing the music sends me screaming outside. 

So, the exterior of the hotel creeps me out, BUT the interior--Oy vey!





































The interiors for the movie were not filmed at the lodge—they were filmed on a sound stage. The interiors at Timberline do not even look like the ones in the movie. Yet, the inside of Timberline still managed to raise the hair on the back of my neck.  It is dark, claustrophobic, and I know it supposed to be rustic, but it somehow for me it crosses a line.







































































Now for the decor and I must make a disclaimer, Timberline Lodge is heralded for its decor, so it may have been the way I was feeling on the day, or  my small mind going small places.









Here is one of the architects Gilbert Stanley Underwood. Note the little Timberline he is holding, the small crow and the dog with a leash falling like blood from his neck. It struck me as a spine chilling.


Does it feel a little medieval torture chamber to you?



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