I said I had a filter. I lied.

DaveCall can read me like a book. You know in the cartoon version of The Grinch (not the live- action-raping of the original classic) when the Grinch gets and idea, "An awful idea" and the corners of his mouth turn up and his eyes light up - DaveCall knows that face and can sense what is coming.

I have learned to keep my mouth shut - sometimes, but my face always gives it away. When I was younger and I would lie to my mom the tip of my nose would twitch. I can't make it twitch voluntarily, but without fail it would happen if I tried to sneak something past her. As I got older I found it was best to talk to her in the dark.....just kidding mom (fingers crossed)...No now I'm just kidding. What is the statute of limitations on lying to your mother so you can sneak out to kiss a boy? Anyone? Anyone?

I recently found myself in a conversation with someone that I had a STRONG difference of opinion with. I have always thought that men and women are equal, but Daniel Tosh recently pointed out that women are still thought of as number two. During this conversation I was reminded that there are many people who still think the man is in charge and the woman should obey. I could hear Dave Chappelle in my head, only his voice said, "You know when something is so "sexist" that all you can say is, Damn! That was "sexist"." I quickly learned that this person was never going to see things my way and I will never agree with theirs. It wouldn't do me any good to argue, so I found it easier to just keep my mouth shut and silently smirk to myself as I thought of what I would say. As if right on cue DaveCall, who had his back to me, shook his head as if to say "No!! Do not say that." Does DaveCall have eyes in the back of his head? Does DaveCall have a setting on his hearing aid that can hear my thoughts?!? What I wanted to say was, "Hey, the night before DaveCall started his new fancy lawyer job I said to him, Want to do it one last time while I still make more money." I am quite certain that this would have made the third person's head explode, but what a glorious blog post that would have made.

I have never felt like DaveCall and I were anything but equal. There are definitely things that each of us is better at. David is a great at blue booking, I still don't understand why you need a semicolon. David is great at edging and fine trim work, I am the greatest big areas without boundaries painter. David is great at reading lips, I am great at hearing. David is a fabulous cook, I know how to scrub a pan. David is a whiz at fixing things, I am wicked good at ironing. DaveCall and I are a team. Just because he is a man doesn't mean that he is in charge here - let's be honest we both think we are in charge here, and we both love each other enough to let the other occasionally think that they are.

The moral of this story is I am thankful for the equality in my relationship. I am for now okay with the fact that I didn't make someone super uncomfortable - I totally disagree with them and I have a blog, and they don't.

Side note: To those of you who have told me that you like to read my blog to your children, I am flattered. To those of you who think it is not child appropriate and have had to stop reading it to you children, Happily Ever Laughter isn't a fairy tale in the Disney sense, but more of the honest lessons learned in a Grimm Brothers fairy tale.