Friday, May 26, 2006
Separated at birth
This woman and I are one in the same.
No. Not Vivien Leigh. I am not an alcoholic actress who was once married to Sir Laurence Olivier.
No. Scarlett O'Hara.
Scarlett's favorite saying: I won't think about that now. I'll think about that tomorrow. Because, tomorrow is another day!
Optimism? Maybe. She was optimistic, yes. I mean, who else could follow the same man throughout her life, thinking there was a future with him, when, in the end and at the death of the other man's wife, she comes to the realization that she loves Rhett. And then Rhett tells her to piss off.
But does she roll over and say "ok, Rhett. I will leave you alone."
No. She perseveres. She tells herself that she won't think about it now; she can't think about it now. She has to wait until tomorrow, because she thinks clearer when time has passed.
This woman ran her own business post-Civil War. This woman married Charles Hamilton, stealing him from his cousin. This woman married Frank Kennedy, stealing him from her sister. This woman coveted Ashley Hamilton for YEARS and YEARS. His wife, Melanie knew that Scarlett coveted Ashley, yet she opened her heart to Scarlett.
I can't say that I would have done the same.
Now. Am I a husband-stealer? No.
Am I a head-strong Southern woman? No on 50 percent of that. But I'm married to a Southern man. That should count for something.
Scarlett and I would have been the bestest of friends because we love to ....
I can't think of that now. I have to think about it tomorrow.
I can't do that now. I have to do that tomorrow because it isn't due until the following day.
See. Separated at birth, I tell ya!
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
Do you know what drives me batty?