Perhaps All She Needs Is To Be Kissed, Often and By Someone Who Knows How!

My husband and I met on a blind date arranged by his oldest sister -- who was my co-worker at the time -- and after years of her trying to convince us to "hook up," he reluctantly agreed to take me to a movie and then (if things felt...you know...okay) we'd go out to dinner.

Though my husband claims that it was love at first sight, I believe it was closer towards the end of Dead Poet's Society -- who knew the movie had a really, really sad ending -- when I began to sob and blow snot through my ears, he reached into his left coat pocket, handed me a handkerchief and said:

"You keep it. I'm used to women crying on our dates; I've got spares!"

I was hooked.

Now, my SIL is thinking about moving out of state (again) and -- if you live in Jersey, then you know --who could blame her?

She's a single mother and her daughter (and only child) graduated Boston University (go Bulldogs!) on Mother's Day, last year.  Ironically, her mother raised her (nearly all on her own) and I believe that it's time my SIL...you know...moved on.

Here's the thing.

She's been married twice (that's all I am willing to divulge on that subject) and has recently been "downsized" from her job (again) while still paying an outrageous amount in student loans and -- though, she's moved in with my in-laws, who live two towns over from us -- there's really nothing more to keep her here.

Yes, it will be very hard to see her go (again) and my children would miss her very, very much.  Still.  I can totally understand her wanting to make a fresh start, over and over, again.

But, this time, I sort of want to go with her.

[cringe]

That's an awful thing for a mother to say; isn't it?!?

As most people, who know me, already know, I adore my husband (he knows more about me than anyone, including my SIL) and I love being a mom, or else I wouldn't have had four children, for the love of all things firm and tight!

Still.

Wouldn't it be nice just to be able to pick up at a moment's notice and start over?

But, then again, I'd eventually miss all the chaos -- not to mention, watching my children grow up to be everything I am not -- and I've grown accustomed to my husband's snoring, sort of, and even his insisting that we have NOT had sex in years isn't as irritating, anymore.

Because, he's probably right, it HAS been a while.

[shrugs]

Besides, I would miss all those perfectly brewed pots of coffee he makes for me, every morning, and the crepes he makes most every Sunday ARE to die for!

Oh, and the way he kisses me full on the mouth with his generous lips, man-oh-man I could kiss my husband Garth (not his real name) for hours.

[shiver]

Wait...um...nevermind, I've decided to stay!

I just hope my SIL will be able to find what she's looking for and if that means also finding someone who knows how to kiss her...like she ought to be kissed...then, BOOYAH!

In the meantime, I believe I can hang here for while and just be thankful for what I have.

Perhaps I'll even take her up on driving out to Austin, Texas and spend a week (or, two) to help her, you know, settle in and then fly back home and make out with my husband, some more.

Of course, only AFTER I got a matching tattoo on my right butt cheek that says, "Kiss My Ass!"

[eyes go wide]

What, did I forget to mention my SIL has a tattoo?

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