Hello Sunday Afternoon. Its only appropriate on the day that at 3 in the afternoon I have only had two cups of coffee for anything nutrition worthy. I don’t normally not eat, I like food a lot, just haven’t been hungry up till this point. The caffeine has held me over thus far just fine. But, the reason is appropriate is that a friend of mine let me borrow the first two seasons of Gilmore Girls on DVD and the project of watching every since episode that Ive missed in the past has begun! If you are not familiar with the show, especially the pilot, Loralei has a coffee problem as its called. 5 cups or more in a day. So, see? I’m only obeying the natural laws of Gilmore universe.
Speaking of Girlmore Girls, when Luke and Loralei started dating, or as it was, their very first official date he said to her “I am all in”. I though that was cute but think much of it till recently. Also with my Gilmore Girl project, I read a lot and one of those books at the present time is “The Birth Order”. Its quiet interesting to me and I have been watching traits of my coworkers especially to see which they are. One of them being part of a triplet set, so he was a little harder. But I finally came to the conclusion he was the first born male, giving him first born traits. I ask if he was the first born male, he said yes he was but was the last to be born of the set (two sisters minutes older than him). I was still correct even if he didn’t understand. According to the book, the marriages that work out the best are those of individuals who aren’t of the same birth order. I think of the first good marriage that comes to mind, my parents. My mom is the second born, first born female. My dad, fifth born, second born male. My mom definitely has first born tenacities while my dad carried the baby of the family traits quite well. They work. I look at my current romantic relationship and think, oh, we both are first borns. That’s not good.
You know what else statistically isn’t good? Long distance relationships. They most often do not make it to the next step because of the distance putting a strain on it. Amen. Strain: been there done that. If we go for long periods of time without spending in person time with one another, we get frustrated. Frustration turns into crabbiness to one another, since really, its part of the relationship and Jason and I make up that relationship, thus the other person is the trouble and that must be fix. Ah, what a first born trait that is, having things one way, my way (or his way in his case). So really, from the start, we are gambling against two big odds that studies and studies have shown, its not gonna be a good end result. You know what, screw that!
When I enter a relationship I try to believe the outcome will be marriage, though, I don’t think “oh this is the one!” after the first butterfly flutter through my stomach. I hate that term actually “the one”. Mind you that sucks the romantic out of a lot of things, but I’m sorry, I just don’t buy it. I think its a great Christian marketing tool…and I step off that soap box. But I do like to think the end result is a good one, but don’t give my whole heart away at first bat of the eyelashes ether. I keep in safe with me, for the most part, everyone has their bad moments of letting it slip through when it shouldn’t, including me. This relationship though, is so great. What’s so great about it Ive slowly realized that I am comfortable, in a good way. I feel comfortable to be myself, whatever that happens to be at whatever given time (ask Jason, I can be quite moody). And that’s an amazing feeling to have with another person, it really is. Makes me smile just thinking about it really. Also makes me steal Luke’s line as the core of this relationship. “I am all in.” Meaning, I am willing to give this my best shot, bumpy roads and nice flowerily paths and all. So, with the Lord holding my hand (as He has to with most things in my life) I am all in. And no, this does not mean we are getting married. You can date and be all in. Lets hope a lot of people who date are all in, not just feeling the waters with their pinky toe. My feet are wet and Id like them to get pruney.