First...
First, a shout out and Здравствуйте to all my Russian followers! Who knew that any words I could possibly come up with would go further then my world of suburbia? Welcome to all who have the kindness to check out this blog.
Life and (movie) The Notebook. Every girl wants the Notebook romance. We all want a Noah to come in and sweep us up and declare in word and action that we are his every breath. Yet we want him to maintain his masculinity and not be a push over, controlling, overbearing. (It is a fine line with us ladies.) I had a friend say “I deserve the Notebook”. We girls, rather we wear flip flops or high heels, full make up or lip gloss, cut offs or designers, want to be swept up in romance every once in awhile without the contract of it leading to “something” more. We want romance for the pure love of romance. We want a moment of the Notebook.
Not going to happen. Our expectations of the ones we love cannot possibly be met by the male species. We want them to take out the trash, help with dinner, get the boy to scouts, call the bank about a payment, fix the faucet and then be romantic with a spouse (female) who just cleaned toilets, made dinner that no one wanted , worked at the local school for 3 hours and cut 2 children’s hair and that was just the partial part of the female’s day. If not married then the male has to work and then rush home to prepare to wow a gal who just worked and who had specific plans for the night she neglected to tell said guy because he should just “know.” Romance is messy.
The male species is uno-focused. Meaning when they sit down at their desk they are thinking one thing at a time. Make a call to customer. Period. We would sit down thinking “get the scout uniform at 5:oo, pick up groceries, need cheese, call this customer, why aren’t they picking up, why did that guy cut me off today, what is with this client….um hello!” Then my species cannot figure out why there isn’t Notebook romance. Noah was the exception to the rule. He was living a life free of financial pursuit, growing as a person, integrating friendships, creating more, religious vigor. He had a basic job, a home and a love plus he had a lake!. Simple. Easy. Romantic. Our poor guys have to live up to all that plus “all” that goes with creating a relationship. Their standards, set by us, for them are unachievable. So the talk, yes, we have blogged about this before, is that you need to hug your guy whether it is husband, friend, dad, lovER (smile) and set the standards to a place he can actually achieve. After all, he probably doesn’t have a lake/canoe, so right there he will never achieve Noah status. Go and set your standards to make a win-win! And throw out the notebook of all the things he does wrong and instead write all the things he does right!
Life and (movie) The Notebook. Every girl wants the Notebook romance. We all want a Noah to come in and sweep us up and declare in word and action that we are his every breath. Yet we want him to maintain his masculinity and not be a push over, controlling, overbearing. (It is a fine line with us ladies.) I had a friend say “I deserve the Notebook”. We girls, rather we wear flip flops or high heels, full make up or lip gloss, cut offs or designers, want to be swept up in romance every once in awhile without the contract of it leading to “something” more. We want romance for the pure love of romance. We want a moment of the Notebook.
Not going to happen. Our expectations of the ones we love cannot possibly be met by the male species. We want them to take out the trash, help with dinner, get the boy to scouts, call the bank about a payment, fix the faucet and then be romantic with a spouse (female) who just cleaned toilets, made dinner that no one wanted , worked at the local school for 3 hours and cut 2 children’s hair and that was just the partial part of the female’s day. If not married then the male has to work and then rush home to prepare to wow a gal who just worked and who had specific plans for the night she neglected to tell said guy because he should just “know.” Romance is messy.
The male species is uno-focused. Meaning when they sit down at their desk they are thinking one thing at a time. Make a call to customer. Period. We would sit down thinking “get the scout uniform at 5:oo, pick up groceries, need cheese, call this customer, why aren’t they picking up, why did that guy cut me off today, what is with this client….um hello!” Then my species cannot figure out why there isn’t Notebook romance. Noah was the exception to the rule. He was living a life free of financial pursuit, growing as a person, integrating friendships, creating more, religious vigor. He had a basic job, a home and a love plus he had a lake!. Simple. Easy. Romantic. Our poor guys have to live up to all that plus “all” that goes with creating a relationship. Their standards, set by us, for them are unachievable. So the talk, yes, we have blogged about this before, is that you need to hug your guy whether it is husband, friend, dad, lovER (smile) and set the standards to a place he can actually achieve. After all, he probably doesn’t have a lake/canoe, so right there he will never achieve Noah status. Go and set your standards to make a win-win! And throw out the notebook of all the things he does wrong and instead write all the things he does right!
Comments