Back Off…
babe. bimbo. bag. Fill in the b-word. Be creative. Try not using the original expletive.
I’m sure most women, myself included, are a bit territorial and insecure to some degree when it comes to their relationships and themselves. With that said, if one more woman tells me they were in love with my husband/thought my husband was hot/knew every girl in school loved my husband when they were young, I am going to vomit the Costco hot dog I inhaled.
Last night at Costco my husband bumped into a former school friend. He knew her in elementary school, junior high and high school. The kids and I were introduced and then came the dreaded, “Did you know every single girl in school LOVED your husband?!!” Translation: I had a crush on your husband but he didn’t marry me, he married you and I hate your guts, followed by a sunny smile.
I have heard this phrase time and again throughout our eleven years of marriage plus two years of courtship. I heard this last summer from a neighbor I met who realized she had attended junior high with Matt. “OMGosh, I knew Matt in school. He was so nice, every girl had a crush on him.” Translation: I wanted to make out with him but he only thought of me as a friend, followed by a semi-sunny smile.
I’ve heard it from parents of his friends. I’ve even been kindly reminded by my husband’s own mother throughout the years that he was a very desired and wanted man. “All the girls just LOVED Matt.” Translation: I could’ve had anyone, ANYONE, for a daughter-in-law, but I got you, followed by a not so sunny smile.
It ended well. I got our food and lead the children to a table, and was joined shortly thereafter by my man. I’m such a lucky girl.