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Tuesday, July 8, 2008

{The Dog Ate My Blog Post}

I've always wanted to use that excuse for something, but growing up, the only dog I ever had was Sampson, a black lab who was equally energetic and lazy. He would never eat anything besides the regular food and snacks, so even when I tried to feed him my past-due assignments, he'd turn up his opinionated nose at them.

He's dead now; we killed him.

It was so hard saying goodbye to a dog I didn't even really like that I swore I would never love again--love another dog, anyway. Which means, obviously, that no dog actually ate my blog posts. I've simply been taking my sweet time getting back into the groove of things since my trip to AZ. My family's (+Chelsie) visit last week was splendid, although when it came time for them to leave, I almost wished they'd never come--kind of like how I wish I'd never begged my parents for a puppy so I'd never have to kill Sampson.

But dead or alive, time goes on and I'm back in Canada. For Poor Kyle, the novelty of having his wife back has worn off. I think he remembers how testy I can be--I don't like children, I rarely make the bed, and hosting dinner parties gets me grouchy. I think he wishes I was back in Arizona where he could miss me from a distance, and all my faults would be blurred by fourteen hundred mile markers.

And me? Well, it's not that I don't like marriage--I just hate being wrong all the time. Before we got married, I heard from at least 50 people that "marriage requires a lot of compromising." That was fine with me--Poor Kyle was going to have a lot of compromising to do, naturally. Because I never imagined that he could be twice as stubborn as I am, and I would, in fact, be the one to back down in the name of peace [and not becoming another statistic of divorce].

Then again, he probably feels like nobody ever warned him just how often he would have to give up and give in to keep the peace. I read a lot of blogs about marital and parental bliss, and I'm not buying it. Yes, I'm happily married. Yes, I intend to remain so [and to Poor Kyle] all the days of my existence. And yes, I will probably be wrong--and hate being wrong--for the entire duration.

There's two sides to every story, even [especially] in marriage.

I suppose Poor Kyle should start his own blog if he wants equal representation.

p.s. Happy Birthday, big sis! Good thing you have two birthdays and I'll be seeing you on your second one, or else I would be the All-Time-World's-Worst-Sister. Lucky me. Lucky you.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...


I'm so glad you posted FINALLY!!! It's good to have you back on track. On a different note, I'm sorry you and PK are having to learn about compromise. I remember when Clint and I were dating Clint asked what I thought about compromising. Wanting to make a favorable impression, I readily gushed, "Oh, I just think compromise is great! That way both partners...umm...people get what they want." Clint looked at me like I had five eyeballs and wryly cracked, "Hmm. That's interesting. I think the opposite. I think that when two people compromise neither of them get what they want and then they both end up miserable." So much for trying to impress him! At any rate, sorry to hear about your compromising strife. That really sucks. :)

July 8, 2008 at 11:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

haha that last story is funny. never thought about compromise that way. i'm so glad you posted! have fun in canada with your hu

July 9, 2008 at 1:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

it all comes out in the wash, i hear you saying.
you suggest it's a blessing to acquiesce, find the peace. to id your own mote.
i agree.

July 9, 2008 at 2:54 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My dear Millie,
I love you and I loved our time in your most charming home. It was fun to just be together and to chill. I decided that I will start reading your BLOG again since I love you and you are so far away.

We took A. C. and THAT BABY to a birthday lunch at Olove Garden., Dad thinks we should call the 19th her UNBIRTHDAY. We want to celebrate it with you and Kyle when we are inUtah. ALl of us will do something marvelously wonderful and that's when will give her the start thinking about what to give a hard-to-buy-for woman for her BDay.

By the way....THAT BABY got kicked out of the day care at the YMCA today after only 7 minutes. I have him at 3:45 while A. goes to class.

I love you and look forwardc to seeing you next week. We have a room at THE SHERATON for Tues. and WEd. nights. If you need a place to crash on THURS. morning I think check out is at 12 NOON. The other hotel is not available until 3 I think. OUr motel is in downtown SLC.

I love you.

July 9, 2008 at 2:58 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

c, thinking of the vid, and the lovely comment, your mom is a total sweetheart.

mamaammamamamam, i've said unkind, ignorant things here in comment land that likely hurt you, that worried you that we're not treating camille well, here in canada. i'm very very sorry my dear, was a sadly misplaced effort, i've tried to help improve it, from my limited position, i've tried to be supportive of camille, in blog, i've never actually met her, but i do know many of the mayberry crowd, and i know we do really love her. she's a wonderful girl. we're just not that good at understanding these changes, sometimes.
perhaps i won't blabber on, but, thank you for coming to visit, it was lovely to see you,(in the movie), and thank you for camille. she makes our kyle very happy. i'm sorry for these distances, no fun, i agree, i miss seeing my mom every day, but i can't imagine the changes you have faced with such tender grace.
thank you for helping these two families come together. and thank you for coming back to the blog, 'tis a strange world for us oldies, but does seem to help, this internet, when our loved ones are so far away.

love, and peace, kind soul.


July 9, 2008 at 4:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Just stop fighting and you won't have to disagree or compromise. Problem solved. :)

July 9, 2008 at 10:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

my thoughts exactly. but in regards to everybody everywhere. like a peacenic in the park.

July 10, 2008 at 3:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

leave the fighting to old people.
i beg of you.
it's the only fun i have.

July 10, 2008 at 4:05 PM  
Blogger angela hardison said...

Being wrong is one of the worst things ever. Actually, admitting to being wrong might be worse. Which is why I hardly ever do it.

July 10, 2008 at 9:32 PM  

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