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November 24, 2002
Bar code scanner + pissing contest
So we went to the mall today to register for stuff for one of her bridal showers. I knew from the start that it was going to be fun but not because of the barcode scanner. Seriously. Anyway so we got into a fight about "discussing" and having an "attitude" about the appliances each of us wanted. In fact it took us 15 minutes to argue about the fact that I think a toaster belongs UNDER the counter and she said appliances belong ON the counter. Well since I want the 4 slice toaster, it's TOO BIG and won't fit ON THE COUNTER.
It got fun. Then it got sad when we didn't know what to register for for our china and she started thinking about her mom and how if she were around she would help out. It's tough as hell not having her around for both of us. When we had questions about simple stuff or wanted an opinion, she was always there for both of us. So we left, went to Ruby Tuesdays to have dinner and drinks and then off to see James Bond.
It was a very nice way to unwind on a Sunday but on the way home Kris started to remember how every birthday she had, her mom would tell her the exact minute she was born and tell her stories about it. Even if she had heard it a million times, she could hear it over and over and not get tired of it. I don't know what to do when times get tough either, I try the normal reassurance stuff but heck, that only goes so far.
What do you do....
Posted by beamz at November 24, 2002 10:07 PM
Comments
Sometimes you just want someone to listen and hold you. You don't need much reassurance, or want someone to try to fix it. (Men try to fix things too much sometimes.) Accept that there isn't anything you can really say out loud. But make her comfortable, let her know you love her more than anything, and put your arms around her.
It's nice to feel safe and loved when you're sad. Just my opinion.
Posted by: Kate at November 24, 2002 10:40 PM
I think that the arguments we had were just a symptom of some of the things she had been feeling. So as always I just rub and hold her hands and say a couple of things then I leave it at that. The hard thing for me to do is not get angry that she's so hurt because I hate to see her hurt. It's just tough.
Posted by: Ed at November 25, 2002 7:49 PM