6 Years

The Significant Other and I have been married for six years today. They have been wonderful years. I am a very fortunate person. I married my best friend and we have managed to stay friends. After six years I would still rather hang out with The Sig then with anyone else. In fact the time that we have spent together has only proven to me that I do not just want him any more, I need him. It is strange to know that at one time I knew that I could and probably would stand alone fighting the good fights in my life, a one woman show on the road to who knows what type of mischief. Somewhere along that road I was side tracked by the most soulful eyes I had ever seen. Seven years after being side tracked, six of marriage, and I find myself unable to imagine standing alone. One set of soulful eyes led to another except they are accompanied with my nose and sense of eternal questioning and those eyes will be my life’s greatest accomplishment. Then again who doesn’t feel that way about their child. So why all of the happy remembering? I suppose it is shock, possibly awe, at how quickly the years pass. Soon I will be staring out from behind many wrinkles at some kind of celebration wondering how fifty years could go by in the blink of a eye. Live for today people, because it is our only definite, and the days go by so quickly.

So we watched ‘Lars and the Real Girl’ last night. Talk about a surprisingly touching movie. I just thought it was going to be some off the wall comedy, but it was so much more. The character development of all of the characters involved, including the doll, lacked for nothing. It also made me realize that my friends are not as understanding as Lars’ friends. If I started dating a doll I guarantee you that most of the people I know would quit hanging out with me because I had gone weird. Not like I’m normal now but I don’t think I have dipped far enough into the pool of wackiness to start having delusions, well not severe delusions at least. I have to give props to Ryan Gosling, who plays the character Lars, his portrayal of a man going through mental illness and emotional trauma is very convincing. He made me care about Lars, and about what he was going through. Way to go, I’m not really the touchy feely emotional type.

I am listening to my play list on random at the moment. Does anyone know how odd it is to have Luciano Pavaroti followed immediately by Sixx AM and then by Alan Jackson? It messes with you. Although speaking of Sixx AM, I think they are one of my new favorites. Most people that know me know about my admiration and strange love for Nikki Sixx, so they no doubt are not shocked at that revelation. However Nikki Sixx aside they would still be one of my new favorites the music is powerful, original, and haunting. Their music is meant to be accompanied with the book ‘Heroin Dairies’ and if you experience both of them then you will appreciate the spiral and descent of addiction in a disturbingly new light.
Luciano Pavaroti is one of my old favorites. However the magnitude of any opera is multiplied by a live performance compared to a recording.
Alan Jackson just got lucky.