Thursday, February 02, 2006
I Don't Know What To Call This, So I Will Just Call It: New Post
I know that it has been a while since I have posted. I apologize. Kind of.
My excuses are as follows: my mother's office and illness.
I have been sick for the past few days. Luckily for me, hubby has also been off of work for the past few days. So he spent a lot of his time taking care of me. So nice.
Last night I started to feel better and was moving around more than I had in the past couple of days. Last night was also when I started to belatedly notice some behavior on the part of Zoe.
Ever since I have been sick, she runs around the house whining, and nothing can console her. Well, almost nothing. We tried putting her outside, tried to give her treats, tried to play with her. Finally hubby loved on her, and the whining stopped. As soon as he started to pay attention to something else, the whining would start again along with a heavy dose of shaking. (She shakes like she is scared or cold, but really she is just a big drama queen.) But as soon as hubby turned his attention back to her, the whining and shaking stopped.
This sort of behavior from Zoe has bothered me for a long time, but I never could figure out exactly why. Until last night.
I like to view myself as an independent woman who can take care of herself and probably everybody else too. Until I get sick. And then I am a whiny miserable ball of pathetic. I want to be taken care of. I want hubby to be at my beck and call, and I get irritated when he is not. So then I get cranky with him, which is not a good way to get someone else to treat you like the delicate princess that you are while you are sick. Threatening to kill hubby is apparently not a good way to play the "I'm dying and I need cuddles and chicken soup" card.
So, what bothers me about Zoe is that she knows exactly how to play that card. Always. She doesn't have to worry about wrapping up her steel core in fuzzy bunny fur to attract 'Nurturing Hubby'. And she never has to worry about fuzzy bunny fur wearing thin in certain spots, because she just has another layer under the first one. She is, to hubby, sweetness and light personified. I am the wolf in sheep's clothing.
And it doesn't bother me that she does this. After all, every girl needs some way to keep her guy on a string.
It just bothers me that she is so much better at it than I am.
1 Comments:
HA! I hear THAT! Also, hilarious.
Feel better!
Word verification is "oyifs" which should be a word I think. It should refer to . . . annoying people. Or some kind of popsicle.
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