It is the one thing that is hardest for me. I am basically a selfish woman. I want to have what I want for dinner, see what I want on television and go to the movie that I want to see, as well.
Liv is spending the day at a friend's home. Bing and I decided to see a movie. She brought the paper to me and said that she had picked out two movies that she wanted to see. One was ZOMBIELAND. The other was 9.
I gave her a look, my famous you-have-got-to-be-fucking-kidding look and took the paper from her. I then told her that I had my two picked out:
1) BRIGHT STAR
2) CAPITALISM, A LOVE STORY
She rolled her eyes. Said that she taught all day five days a week and didn't think she could stand sitting through some poetic movie about John Keats.
Except that she pronounced Keats as Kates.
I rolled my eyes. I told her that Keats was Keets and Yeats was Yates. And besides, she was a MUSIC teacher, not an English teacher, so what was the big deal about seeing a movie about a famous poet.
She held her ground in true Bing fashion.
"Whatever," she said. "And I know you love Michael Moore but I'm not in the mood to see some political thing today."
She is NEVER in the mood for good movies, in my opinion.
I retorted that I was not in the mood for her movies either.
"But, you LIKE Woody Harrelson," she tried.
"Not that much," I replied.
We went back to the paper. This was going to involve, you guessed it, COMPROMISE.
I fucking HATE compromise.
"How about WHIP IT?" I asked, trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice.
"How about this one?" she countered, pointing to the movie.
I sighed again. I looked at the movie. It had gotten pretty good reviews.
I sulkily agreed. It is not BRIGHT STAR, but it will do on a cold, raw day in October. A day after a freak snowfall total of nearly 4 inches. In OCTOBER!
"And afterwards, we need to pick up detergent and toilet paper at the store," Bing reminded me. "We forgot to get it yesterday when we went grocery shopping."
"Well, your mother called to say that Walgreens has toilet paper for sale," I said. "She also said that Walgreens had shampoo and Windex on sale...."
Bing gave me a side long glance. "I say, we go to the movie, stop for what we need and come home and maybe take a little....um...nap... before Liv gets home."
I gave her my sexiest smile.
"Just think of what a great nap you would get if we went to see BRIGHT STAR," I told her.
We are going to see this:
Anyone seen it?
So, what do you compromise about in your marriage? Your job? With your kids?
Do you ever win?
Because I don't think I will EVER get to see BRIGHT STAR. At least not with Bing....