The Tango...It takes Two

**CAUTION** Before entering be aware there's lots of Metaphorical Talk and Mumbo Jumbo....Caution upon entering!!! 

Seeing Dancing with the Stars every season since it began, I can tell you that there has never been a time where the Tango was danced alone, solo, mono y mono....You get it. right??

Today between the stresses of DS's being broken (into 2 pieces...don't ask) and trying not to send my husband to the loony bin, my Hubs and I decided to go to dinner. Though I wanted to go, even to just to get out of the house for a little while, I would have been happy and content to stay home curl up with a movie or book and veg. I didn't want my husband to feel as though I didn't want to get away from the kids with him. So we took showers, I primped and he waited patiently for me to be ready...and we left. Conversation tonight was... for us was a bit awkward. I wasn't too much in the mood for talking and now after not talking to me all day my Hubs had lots of things to say. I didn't have any problem talking to him on a regular basis but tonight seemed to be difficult.

Thus began the one sided Tango....We fumbled around the dance floor of conversation like two dummy's (mannequin type dummy's not stupid people, though either would have worked for this situation) put out in the middle of a wind storm. Yeah, it wasn't pretty... finally as the winds of stress and strain settled...and we were slammed together so hard we bumped heads....there were some tears not all bad ones they were like the kind when your trying to make a point and all your emotion comes rushing forward and you cant control the water works...if you could cap that sucker you could supply a small city in the desert with a lifetime supply of h2o.... and though we tried to find some real common ground it was hard to see eye to eye. 

My mono y mono Tango had just turned into Steve Wozniak breaking out with "the worm". We talked and though a lot of our conversation was great and productive I still felt a bit empty after leaving the restaurant, it wasn't for the lack of food as it was the lack of conclusion, no that's not the word I'm thinking of.... hum-mm resolution...that's it!! There was no Resolution....So where do you go from here and what do you do to make sure you are satisfied with the out come of what ever the conflict... Nail your feet to the floor so you don't act a fool trying to tango... LOL no you just think about what it is that you wanted to say and didn't, start a blog, and let it all come out....LOL No... I'm just kidding. For real you just need to put band-aids on the blisters give them a chance to heal but with out letting them become a callus, take a break and come back to it in a couple of hours.

Problems will always come and go and I know the tango of marriage does have its ups n' downs and its ins n' outs but there always seems to be a rhythm, fluidity, flow....sometimes when we get caught up in the craziness of life we forget to take the time to look our partner in the eye, let him grab you close, and 

Tango...