Sunday, my wife and I were driving to church. Nothing out of the ordinary, really – but I decided that I needed to hear some music from my iPhone during the ride in. After a few songs, my wife flat out told me, “You know, when we first met, I thought you were a huge dork. Then the more we hung out and I realized you listened to good music, you got cuter.”
Now, I am not surprised by the revelation that someone thought/thinks I am a dork. I have more than one blog and a twitter account, most people think that is enough. But to think that the mother of my two kids is with me today because of my cd collection is, well, amazing, exciting and flat out scary as hell!
I don’t remember trying to impress her with the music I listened to and I don’t think that my taste has really changed all that much. However, I do/did have some guilty pleasure cds. What if she “found” my Vanilla Ice cd? Wait, I used to play it when I got drunk so she definitely heard that… What if she found my ENIGMA cd? Wait, every guy in college had one of those…
But, she doesn’t seem to remember those (thank the Lord) or, at least, she didn’t judge me by them. She heard a few easy songs by The Black Crowes and told me that it reminded her of being young and being with me and those are good memories for her. Turns out, they are the best memories for me!
