Hi Awesome Peeps,
Here is a sample of our comic strip life.
Until about a year ago, I had always tried to fit in with what I saw as normal. Basically I wanted to be average. Even though we are as far from average as possible – I still tried.
Then I went through my mid-life crisis and on the other side, I come to the realization that I am not average, our family isn’t average and that that is a great thing.
Yet in some cases, especially romantic ones, I find myself trying to make them………movie moments. For those times I try and not be my weird, wacky self and I try and copy what is displayed as perfect moments. IT NEVER WORKS!
Don’t misunderstand me, it is like a movie moment, just more like a comedy sketch. Case and point :
Our wedding anniversary has just passed and we had stayed up passed midnight to say Happy Anniversary without kids everywhere. It was our first one on the boat. I had gone up on deck to find the clearest night we had had since being here – it was SPECTACULAR!
The moon had just risen from behind the hill. It was a half moon but so bright. The stars were out in style, with lots of shooting stars that felt like they were celebrating with us. There as barely a knot of wind and the water was like a mirror with the distant sound of tiny waves hitting the beach – it was perfect.
I am standing and admiring this when my lower stomach made a terrible rumble – I had to poop and now.
Just as I turned to walk inside, Hubby comes out. He puts his arms around me and looks out at the view. He mentions how it is perfect and pulls me in close. It was perfect except for the gurgling that is now coming from my bowel. Something hadn’t sat well and it chose now, this perfect moment to say “release me”. Well , I wasn’t going to pull away from the man I love to go poop, not now. It can wait. The gurgling built.
As we had just seen more shooting stars, Hubby looked into my eyes and said “Happy Anniversary Baby” he lent in and gave me a huge, deeply passionate kiss. Everything was perfect………except for my need to poop.
In the depths of this passionate kiss, on this perfect night my stomach was now hurting with the need to poop. I found myself wriggling until I could hold on no longer and…….. out came this fart that seemed to last forever. Passionate kissing turned to laughing and I apologized, said I needed to go and ran. As I ran to the head, Hubby said laughing “so typical us” and it was. This stuff happens all the time.
What was even funnier was later on, as I was climbing into bed and I actually have to climb. I knew Hubby was watching me. He was already in bed and it was just light enough to see a little.
I had just finished getting changed and I usually have a small drink bottle next to the bed. I pick it up to have a drink and accidentally smash it against my mouth. So now I’m cursing as well as laughing. This is us pretty much constantly. Something always happening we just have to laugh at and with them.
I now embrace our quirkiness and our weirdness. We will never fit in to the current class of normal and now I am happy we don’t.
I am sure we are not the only ones that have things like this happen. I’m sure, somewhere subconsciously we do these things to be able to laugh at ourselves. Life is meant to be funny.
Embrace your weird side.
Love you all.
_________________________ C.Z. Schofield is a Best Selling Author, a World Traveling Sailor, an Awesome Wife and the best Mum to the most Amazing Children on the planet, a Millionaire and a Polyglot