Goodbye Stranger...

Goodbye Stranger…


I love, love, love music! Classic rock, jazz, blues, blue-grass, rock alternative, indie, folk… you name it! Music is about the only place I’ll allow “mushy” thoughts without wanting to say “Gag!”

At the concert:

Friday night the wife and I went to see the Indigo Girls in concert at the House of Blues. The House of Blues is an awesome music venue. The smells, the décor, and the various stages are all carefully planned to create the perfect ambiance for your listening pleasure. The food isn’t all that great, but since we’re both dieting, we chose hummus and pita bread while we waited to be ushered onto the balcony.

I have to tell you, concerts like that make for interesting people watching. We saw more mullets, 80’s hair style feathering, man-women, and a** slapping, than we’ve seen in quite awhile. We watched one particularly manly woman make a drunk fool of herself and get kicked out and we saw couples hugging and lovey-dovey with each other, only to see one half of the” lovey” being “dovey” with someone else.

Background information:

While the wife and I are lesbians, we strive not to fit the stereotypical image most people have in their heads when they think “lesbian.” We don’t wave the rainbow flag, we don’t have very short hair, we’re not all that athletic (well, the wife is good at tennis and I love to run and bike ride), we both wear make-up, and we love getting our mani’s and pedi’s. That being said, we aren’t lesbian snobs, we just don’t want to be stereo typed… I think that runs along the lines of wanting acceptance. Luckily we don’t face a lot of acceptance issues in Dallas.

Before the concert:

I went through the Jack in the Box drive-thru to get the kids something for dinner. While in the car, the song “Good Bye Stranger” came on. This is an oldie but goodie! Have you ever listened to a song and thought “Wow, that’s me.”? There are several songs like that for me. I’m not being self centered, I promise. I just know this to be true, because exes have told me about songs they played over and over after I left them. This makes me sound horrible, and the wife herself has said that I’m the one who’s left everyone I’ve been with, but let’s review reasons

• Reason 1: The husband of 11 years was abusive, and 11 years was some mighty strong staying power.

• Reason 2: The first girl friend of my entire life was bipolar and wanted to date others. Have you ever dated a bipolar who doesn’t take meds and drinks too? Not good… and I had kids to consider. They didn’t know about her as far as a relationship goes.

• Reason 3: The second girlfriend was very into internet women. My self esteem isn’t large enough to accommodate online women who can be anything they need to be to whoever they want. Now she did come around, but by then, I guess you could say I was lost.

• Reason 4: The third girlfriend was a friend. Simply that. I didn’t love her they way she loved me. She was good to me and I seriously began to think I had major issues because there was no reason why I shouldn’t have loved her like that.

• Reason 5: Not a girlfriend but a good friend I dated who wanted to date around. I wasn’t up for that. I knew what I wanted… I’ve known what I wanted. I warned her… “”If I put myself on this single dating site and find someone who wants only me… someone I have a connection with, and the kids like, then I’m going for it.” I was on the site for less than 3 weeks. Yes, this is how the wife and I met. I took myself off the site 1 month later.

We instantly connected. Everything was so easy from the beginning and I think it’s because, though we both have baggage (who doesn’t), our baggage was checked… it wasn’t carry-on. We both knew what we wanted and we went for it. We had our lists of acceptable, unacceptable, and things we would compromise on… there were interviews… and we just fit. All of us fit into one nice package! The rest, as they say, is history!

So, while I was always the one saying “Goodbye stranger, it’s been nice, hope you find your paradise…. Tried to see your point of view, hope your dreams will all come true..." There were reasons for that.

Not one relationship will be perfect because we as humans are incapable of perfection. That’s why I call this blog “Perfectly Imperfect.” I told my wife when I first met her that what I was searching for was “perfectly imperfect.” Someone who’s imperfections would blend nicely with my own. So, while we have our issues with the little imperfections in life such as my sense of time, her relationship with her business, the kids and their own imperfections, we have something that works and we love it… we love each other and what the four of us have created. That being said, I would still never feel comfortable giving relationship advice!! :)