Pioneer Woman started it, I swear. I saw a picture of Hereford cows and was sucked in immediately to whatever else was in the article.
But… it wasn’t about my favorite bovine breed, it was about mush stuff. Her article “15 ways Marlboro Man and I are different” was exactly what the title leads it to be and ended with a challenge of how are you and your love different?
Far be it me to turn down a challenge, especially from a fellow Okie, so here goes…
Fifteen Ways My Someone and I are different:
1. He sees land in Kentucky and devises a plan of how he would clear it and have it logged in order to create optimum pastureland.
I see land in Kentucky and exclaim: “OMG TREES!!!! I JUST WANT TO KEEP THEM ALL!!!” Hey, we don’t have as many of those where I live.
2. A turtle is crossing the road, he swerves to miss it and spare it’s life.
Same situation, I pull over and carry the turtle the rest of the way across the road. (traffic permitting) We all need a little help sometimes.
3. He doesn’t drink coffee.
I move the speed of the turtles I help, until I’ve had 1 to 2 cups of coffee.
4. He likes his cattle based on characteristics, rather than by breeds.
I like Hereford and Brahman cattle, an opinion I voice more often than not.
5. He likes Mac & Cheese.
I’m not a fan, at all.
6. He’s “talk about your feelings and what you’re thinking” guy.
If there was a book on “Bottling it all up 101” I’d be the author.
7. He’s a ‘front row’ Catholic.
I’m a ‘middle row’ Methodist.
8. He LOVES Mexican food.
I LOATHE Mexican food.
9. He’s outgoing. (Understatement)
I’m a reserved/outgoing/shy combo.
10. He’s laid back and ‘whatever’ about most things.
I’m OCD and a ‘list-maker.’ (Much like this post)
11. His idea of reading is his Facebook newsfeed.
I read anything and everything I can get my hands on.
12. He is particular about ‘pets’
I see anything soft and furry and feel like I need to bring it home and become its mother.
13. He’s blonde haired/blue-eyed.
I’m green-eyed with dark brown hair.
14. He has a Kentucky drawl.
I have an Okie twang.
15. If it doesn’t have beef, chicken or pork it isn’t an actual meal in his eyes.
I’m perfectly content with “bird food” (his words).
There you have it. We’re different, but we’re alike. I’m keeping him either way. I’ll even compromise on Mac & Cheese and *occasional* Mexican food, if he’ll just give in and let me bring home a rescue donkey and name it Penelope. I feel like that’s a fair trade.
So your turn… what’s a difference between you and your special someone? This will really make you think.