Friday, September 12, 2014
Last night Ron and I went to the Red Horse Grill and proceeded to try and solve the world’s problems over a hamburger. Two hours later we looked up to see that we were the only customers left and they were starting to clean the floors.
I found this to be a testament to our relationship, especially since our discussion grazed over a few political issues and we are considered a “political odd couple” or a “house divided”. Ordinarily our political discussions would end in someone (admittedly me) getting a little too loud when conveying my shock at what I consider the misguided beliefs of my husband. But last night we managed to have a civil discussion although neither changed our basic political stances. Does this mean we are maturing?
I have learned to see my husband’s loving behavior every day, and it trumps his impossible political attitudes. But sometimes I have to do a lot of mental work so that I don’t wake up in the middle of the night and bop him on the nose.