Cupcake Governess

“It ain’t fiction, just a natural fact. We come together cuz opposites attract.”

Paula Abdul once sang about a natural occurrence; the attracting nature of opposite personality traits.  Boy, does that woman know what she’s talking about… at least she did in 1988 when she released that song… not so much now in her drug induced fairy tale world.

The Housepkant and I are alike in many ways, but complete opposites in most.

“She makes the bed and he steals the covers” Every day I make the bed, and every night when we go to bed my wonderful husband grabs the covers and pulls them up as far as he can until they are coming un-tucked from the bottom of the bed.  That just burns my buttons…

“You like movies, and I like T.V.”  I am a sucker for the drama, crime shows.  The Housepkant calls them rape shows.  Every night, our local TV station has gifted me with an episode of Law & Order and every night, he complains about it being on and starts naming off movies titles from the other room.

Today, we were in the car from approximately 3 hours.  The Housepkant didn’t want to listen to “depressing” music on such a nasty, grey day so I, being the awesome wife that I am, forfeited radio rights so he could choose the music.  When we got about 10 miles from the house, there was a hostile take-over and I centered the music around the likes of Sir Elton John and Billy Joel.  My pouty husband made the realization that I am to music as he is to movies.  I like to listen to music based on my mood, even if that means 6 consecutive hours of Jason Mraz and he would prefer to leave his musical fate to the IPod’s shuffle feature.  He, however, can watch a movies 3 times in a row and for 3 days straight and I, might scratch my eye balls out if I have to watch one more minute of ‘Coraline’.

In spite of all of this, the Housepkant is my lobster.  These glitches in the path just provide entertainment for he and I… and hopefully for people looking in.

“Don’t think we’ll ever get our differences patched, don’t really matter cuz we’re perfectly matched.”

As I post this, the Houstpkant sits next to me with no idea of my post subject.  He just told me that he would put the remote control between us on the couch, so if he thought it was too quiet he could turn it up and when I thought it was too loud, I could turn it down.

Apparently, opposites attract.

How do opposites attract you and your “other”?