So, my social whirl this weekend so far has been GNO at the house of Friend #6, and oh, Mom’s Remembrance Party. I need to absorb the Mom thing for a while, so let me tell you my favorite part of GNO.
Friend #6, you will recall, is the friend who “can switch from ‘Oreo’ to ‘Sistah’ at the drop of a hat,” and it would appear drinking buckets of wine really facilitates that transfer. By the end of the night she was explaining her marriage philosophy to us. It is largely based on her experiences with her first husband, who was a crackhead. She explained, “Like, my new husband and I will have a fight, and he’ll say, ‘I’m sorry,’ and I’ll be all, ‘What? Sorry for what? I was married to a crackhead.’”
That would have been funny enough, even though I don’t have words sufficient to express the attitude she threw into it. (Marcia and I played with the idea of expressing it in dialect, i.e. “Ah wuz marr’d. To uh craick-heyah.” But I realized that’s offensive, or at least it was when I taught Huckleberry Finn to high school students.)
“I was married to a crackhead” was funny, but, even better, we had to keep bringing it up.
She drunkenly cooed, “My new puppy is the cutest thing!”
“Yeah, but your last dog was a crackhead.”
3 responses to “A Good Philosophy of Marriage”
I use a variation of that all the time with my husband – he’s like “I’m sorry” and I’m like “why? I was engaged to an asshole before remember?” works in much tha same manner..
Quality.
Raquita – Man, I wish I’d been with a crackhead or even an asshole. I’d like Gary so much better then.Autumn – It seems hard to believe, but friends #1 and #6 stayed and drank MORE after we left. Who knows what went on then.