Thursday, November 12, 2009

How the West was won...

I knew it would happen at some point. I’m not being cocky. I’m just that good.

Okay, maybe I’m being just a smidge cocky…but only a smidge.

I am a very persuasive person. I have won more than a few battles in my day. No one knows this more than my husband. I have convinced him on more than one occasion that he should re-visit some issues…very important issues.

For example, prior to our relationship, Brandon was a fan of the Sooners, but he was not a committed fan. Clearly, I need not convince you that this most important of issues since changed upon the DTR aka Define the Relationship talk of our relationship. I mean really his lack of commitment to the Sooners would most definitely have been a deal breaker. So I let him know that his “Come to Jesus” moment better happen quickly. Obviously, he saw things my way because we live and die by the season. His family knows if we visit on a game day weekend that Saturday is planned around the game. It is just a non-negotiable deal. Now this isn’t to say that I forced him into the deal. He was a Sooner fan to begin with; he just needed a little guidance on how to properly be one so to speak.

He also was more than apathetic about politics in general. The combination of my major being in Political Science and the fact that I am a Democrat and he is a Republican quickly changed that. Now he’s not some Neo-Con and I’m not a super liberal. We’re actually quite moderate. We just happen to disagree on the minute details that put us in the middle of our ideals in the first place. But the point to this example is that he now calls me when an issue upsets him. He likes politics almost as much as I do.

I’m not saying that what he thought of both of these issues prior to life with me was wrong.

No…I wouldn’t dream of out rightly saying that especially now that my husband reads my blog on occasion.

What I’m saying is that maybe my passion about what I deem is among the important things in life has rubbed off on him. I think it is only fair to say that things that are important to him have in their own way become important to me too.

But this blog post isn’t about his persuasion techniques. It is about mine.

Nor is this blog about my husband not being strong willed. If you think he isn’t then you need to revisit the part in this post where he is a Republican and I am a Democrat.

Well, there is one area of life that I have yet to convince him that is important to our lives.

It is my blog.

But don’t worry, I’ve been slowly but surely wearing him down on this issue.

As per usual Brandon style, he at first teased me about getting excited about my blog. He thought it was another Xanga phase. He didn’t quite get how I could connect with people across the country. He raised an eyebrow when I got excited because MckMama herself tweeted back to me. And on more than one occasion with a smirk on his face, he has uttered the question that we all know in the blogging world if we have spouses, “Are you gonna blog about this too?”

To his credit, on occasion he has asked if I’ve blogged recently or read my blogs when I’ve had a bad day. Although recently his credibility could be called into question as Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 arrived to our house at exactly 12:48am on November 10th because since then I have not seen him on a regular basis and I’ve gone to bed by myself for 3 nights in a row now. So getting me to blog has been about giving him more time to play.


Side note over…now where was I? Oh yes…

Sooner or later, my husband has his "Come to Jesus" moment. He can tease and mock all he wants, but I'm good at what I do.

Very good in fact, because ladies, I’ve done it.

He is on my side now.

You know the famous line..."You may have won the battle, but we're gonna win the war."

Well I won the war. And here’s why…

Last night, we went to church to take the ever dreaded church directory pictures.

You know the ones I’m talking about.

They are the pictures that are NOT flattering at all.

They also cost an arm and a leg.

And by the way, WHY in the world do church pictures cost that much, I mean really? Seriously, it isn’t a wedding photo. They don’t take enough pictures to be considered a legitimate family session. Otherwise they would be flattering pictures and I wouldn’t look like a ghost. I am white people, but not that white!

To make matters worse, these pictures are then taken and put into a photo directory for all the world to see. If I want the old ladies who love to take these books and gossip about all of the pictures inside, I’d at least like my dignity to be in place when they do so thankyouverymuch.

I like to have my picture taken people, but when the experience is like this and it only gets worse.

Yes it got worse.

Then it makes for a very eventful and very bad evening.

Because ladies and gentlemen, I kid you not, the phrases "say cheese", "say stinky feet", "say monkeys" were uttered are way more than were necessary of an occasion.

But that isn’t the worst part…oh I wish it were. But then if it wasn’t this bad, I wouldn’t be sitting here telling you how I won the war.



The snorting was the worst part. Then she proceeded to have us take pictures separately because you know we're in high school and all.

I realize you’re stuck on the snorting part still. I personally cannot get over the fact yet and it’s almost been a full 24 hour period.

Brandon and I left church scarred for the rest of our human lives.

But just when I thought it couldn’t get any better….

Brandon looks me in the eye and says in a voice that is more serious than all get out, "Now this is good blogging material."

If I'm lyin', I'm dyin.

Obviously, I’m alive, so you know this is the truth.

And that ladies is how the West was won.

My next task: that pesky X-Box.


Brittany Ann said...

I love it! My hubs says that phrase too. It's great!

Heather said...

You are so funny!!! My husband rolls his eyes about my blog on a regular basis! And he only reads it every once in a while. After all, there is too much XBOX to play and no time for blog reading!!! I hate church directory pics, too!

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