{2} is he your personal style critic?

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he’s with you, so he must dig your style, right? hmmmm…maybe.

at the core of it all, my style is generally the same, but you know how it is, we dress for our moods, where we’re going, who we’re seeing. what we wear to visit grandma isn’t always the same thing we wear to have drinks at happy hour with the girls.

and maybe, just maybe, the man prefers the visit to grandma’s look better.

does ever your man ever make subtle comments about what you wear? maybe that skirt’s a little too short for his taste and he suggests a longer one, the shirt’s cut a little too low and he’s throwing a turtleneck your way…in the summer. jeans are a little too tight and he’s making comments about how he doesn’t want other dudes looking at his [insert his favorite butt term here ].

well, you can best believe if he’s got you running into the closet to find something that’s more suitable to his taste now, once you’ve gone from girlfriend to wife, it’s gonna get deeper.

but maybe it’s not even about the length of your skirt or that the twins are peeking out too much. maybe your hair is natural and he’d like to see you a little more…smoothed out. or vice versa. maybe he’d like for you to give up the weave and get twists.

maybe you like hitting up thrift stores and vintage shops more these days, but he’s not gettin’ it and has a totally different idea of how he’d like you to look. you know, a little less solange and a lot more beyonce.

so if he’s all up in your style now, that’s just another thing to think about before jumpin’ the broom!

dutch & mama walk for autism speaks

on saturday dutch and i headed out bright and early to the national mall in dc to meet up with some friends for the autism speaks walk. we got down there around 8:40am-ish and our friends got there…well, just a little later (read: 9:40am-ish. we still love them though). after a while of waiting for them to arrive, dutch got a little concerned.

dutch: where are they, mommy?? (x 500)

mama: they’ll be here soon, buddy. (x 500)

i don’t think he believed me. in fact, he tried to talk me into leaving at one point. okay, at several points. when i told him we had to wait, he got a little antsy.

okay, a lot antsy. and then the super sillies kicked in…

and they were on full blast. and he insisted that i take like 50 million pictures of him in various poses.

this here is just a small sampling. trust me.

there was no stopping the sillies. or the picture taking requests.

he was karate chopping, dancing and the whole nine.

then our friends came and he tried to be all cool mr. smooth. because that’s what dutch does. at first anyway.

then it was time to get walkin’! i didn’t tell dutch how far we’d be walking. not that he gets “miles” anyway.

we walked 2.5 miles. i have to admit that i wanted to cheat at one point and cross a huge field, but the rest of our crew didn’t seem to be down with the idea. i was really ill-equipped for such a long walk. all i had was an apple.

it didn’t matter to dutch though. i think he rather enjoyed the walk.

especially walking on the wall that surrounds the national monument. backwards, of course.

dutch interviews the mama

yesterday my 6-year-old son dutch and i were having dinner and out of the blue he just started rolling off with questions.

dutch: mom, what’s your favorite food?

mama: shrimp. i love shrimp!

dutch: what’s your favorite drink?

mama: ummmm…probably lemonade.

dutch: what’s your favorite fruit?

mama: red delicious apples. oh, and watermelon.

dutch: what’s yaya’s (his grandmother) last name?

mama: (i told him.)

dutch: well, she’s not your mother then because you don’t have the same last name.

mama: no, i married daddy so i have his last name.

he went on and on, but when he asked…

dutch: mom, who’s your favorite character on “basketball wives“?

i almost fell out of my chair laughing!

{1} can you be without him?

here we are at #1 in the think about it before jumpin’ the broom! and the first thing is: can you be without him?

now please notice that i didn’t ask, “can you live without him?” of course, you can live without him! you’re not gonna die without this man that you’re thinking of marrying. i know, i know… he’s fine, got swag and intelligence, a pretty decent bank account, romances you to the moon and yeah, he’s fine. but you could live without him, you know, if you had to.

well, i take that back. i’m sure there are some extreme cases of women who have died from not having that one particular man they just loved so (anything’s possible, right?), but i’m banking on you not being that woman. and that’s not what i mean anyway.

what i’m asking you is, can you be without him without him calling you every five minutes?

does he not let you be…even for a minute? is he ringing your phone off the hook with questions like, “hey, where are you?,” “where are you going?,” “who are you with?,” “how long will you be gone?,” “what time you coming back?” as soon as you leave?

yeah? well, guess what, honey, chances are it’s going to get worse before it gets a whole lot better.

and hey, maybe that’s okay with you. perhaps you measure his love for you by how many times a day he calls you. maybe you think him checking in on you every half hour while you’re trying to hang out with your girls is…i dunno…cute. it could be that that type of thing doesn’t bother you not one wee bit. but if it does, then i suggest you think about it before jumping the broom.