It Does

It really shouldn’t work between us.

He’s nonchalant, forgetful, and dawdling.

I’m tightly-wound, organized, and detailed.

He retreats when he’s angry.

I can’t function without a thorough discussion.

He knows the glass is half full.

I focus on what’s missing.

He squeezes toothpaste from the middle.

I insist that from the bottom is the only way.

He’s carnivorous.

Red meat makes me queasy.

He’s tall.

I’m not.

He snores.

I suffer through it.

He turns his nose up to wine.

I dream of romantic trips to Napa.

He believes love conquers all.

I say it’s not always enough.

You see?  It really shouldn’t work out between us.

He craves a hug at the end of his day.

I melt in his arms.  Every time.

He cracks jokes in church.

I cough to disguise my laughter.

He’s touchy feely and affectionate.

I’ve grown to like it.

He brings water to my bedside.

I’m a thirsty sleeper.

He tells me I was meant for him alone.

I know truer words were never spoken.

It really shouldn’t work out between us.

It absolutely. completely. unequivocally. does.

It does.

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I'm Darcie. I was a teen mom long before MTV made it the next big thing. In the 18 years that have passed since, I've gone on to build a life bold and beautiful here in Tucson, Arizona. Along the way, I bagged myself a rocket scientist hottie husband and penned a couple of books. In addition to being a minivan chauffeur, cupcakeaholic and wine sipper, I like to think of myself as a rebel with a lifestyle blog; my posts reflect on the ups and downs of life as a mother to four, including one daughter who rocks three 21st chromosomes (or has Down syndrome, in layman’s terms). My passions include handcrafted food, inspired travel and back-to-basics living. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance.
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