When I read Susan's post about special moments I contemplated breaking a commandment and coveting her marriage. Her second marriage. The way she tells it, her first husband was as intimate as a potato, while her new husband is Kobe beef. Prime! He inspires her to sleep neked and when she's making dinner he pulls her aside, pins her to the wall and whispers hoarsely, "I NEED YOU!"
No wonder I never make dinner! I thought.
And then I thought Two years! Pshaw! See if she's still sleeping neked after 20 years.
And then I began coveting. What a lucky duck to get a second shot at having a bang up marriage.
Suddenly I heard thunder rolling towards me. A bolt of lightening struck my forehead and a voice out of nowhere said "HEY DUMMY, you too can have a second shot at a bang up marriage! And it doesn't have to be with someone new--it can be with someone old--someone really old, like your hub. In fact it can be with your hub. But you have to want it!"
I sat dumb struck when a vision opened up before me. In it I saw my hub walking down the aisle in his black tuxedo with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes.
But who was he walking down the aisle with? It wasn't me.
It was . . . a potato!?
What is the universe trying to tell me?
Am I as intimate as a potato?
Maybe I could be a couch potato, just to change things up? Or a sweet potato?
My hub loves mashed potatoes--I wonder if he would love crashed potatoes.
Maybe I could be Mrs. Potato Head. She's got that sassy look in her eye.
And I've already got the red bag.
And look how she keeps her man smiling.
Point is, Susan made me think about second chances. Perhaps it's never too late to reinvent yourself a bit--take some chances, tell some secrets, make yourself more vulnerable, be more FUN!
Do I dare?
I know my hub lubs me, but maybe I should stick my foot out and trip him--make him fall for me again--pull him aside, pin him wriggling to the wall and whisper hoarsely, "You want some potato salad? Or how about some potato chips? I'll be the chip and you can be the dip."
Susan's post was a good reminder that I create my marriage.
And I am responsible for what I create.
That's potato power.