Sorry- as referenced by the title, I’m using my blog to get some feelings out…Sometimes you just have to write and hit publish…
So…
Easter…
Went out to lunch with my parents, husband and daughter.
I ordered the special pasta- gramigna alla carbonara- cheese, guanciale, pepper-
Delicious…
My Dad ordered something different but tried mine. He agreed on the delicious part…
Now if you know me, I never eat a whole portion of food. I either split it or bring half home.
So there I am with my half portion of pasta that I’m bringing home…
My husband says-
You should give your leftovers to your Father…
I looked at him like he was nuts…
He said to my Father:
Take LA’s portion
My Father looked at him like he was nuts
My Husband thought it was ridiculous that I didn’t give my Father my leftovers…I thought it was ridiculous that my Husband thought I should…
OK- I don’t want to have the debate as to what I should have done.
What I do know is that my Father was appalled that my Husband was giving away my leftovers…
Appalled.
In my Father’s mind, I’m to be given things…
My Dad had a lot of faults. We had a dysfunctional family. But in his mind, you give to your kids. You don’t take from them.
I said to my Husband:
How would you feel if your daughter’s significant other gave away her food? Would you think they were a stand up person because they sucked up to you?
My Husband just glared at me.
I still think I was in the right. He thinks he was. There’s probably no definitive right answer…just opinions and thoughts…
Isn’t that the crux of any relationship?
Two people disagree.
They each think they are right, but in actuality, neither is right nor wrong…
They simply disagree…
And one of them gets to write about it in her blog…
Rant over.