Here I am again posting on yet another Monday. Never would I have anticipated that being sent away for a couple weeks, for work, would be so time consuming.
Boy was I wrong!
But today is the beginning of a return to normalcy…whether I like it or not.
Though there is plenty to bring you up-to-speed about I’m still fending off some of the after effects from business travel. However, there is an additional treat for you. A few weeks back I was contacted by another site asking if I would like to join their writing force and contribute to their mission. Without hesitation I accepted. Today my first article will be published with them.
Please go check it out when you have a chance: Musings on Life and Love
As for the topic here my inspiration came while slumming in my hotel last week. Fortunately, my room had digital cable and while waiting to go to dinner I caught a re-run of How I Met Your Mother. That night it happened to be the pilot of the series.
Towards the end of the episode one of the primary characters Ted Mosby (played by Josh Radnor) makes a passionate speech towards love interest Robin Scherbatsky (played by Cobie Smulders):
http://herecomestwo.wordpress.com/2010/07/03/episode-one-how-i-met-your-mother/
“You know what? I’m done being single, I’m not good at it.
Look, obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t. I’ll tell you something though, if a woman, not you, just some hypothetical woman, were to bear with me through all this, I think I’d make a damn good husband, because that’s the stuff I’d be good at. Stuff like making her laugh and being a good father and walking her five hypothetical dogs. Being a good kisser…”
I do not think I can express exactly how much I empathize with Ted at this precise moment. When I first heard him speak those words, in 2005, I swore I could hear them coming out of my own mouth.
There aren’t many things I’d consider myself great at. My skill set is more average, well-rounded, amongst most of the things I do in my life.
There is no doubt in my mind that I would be a great boyfriend, and with that eventually a great husband. Should there be an inflated ego this is where it would exist.
I’m probably not alone in this, but I feel a connection with Ted. There are many ways he and I are similar. There are many ways we are different. Though one thing ties us closely together.
The search for love.
I had the same exact thoughts on that speech. I feel like woman get caught up on the hunt for Mr. Perfect and Prince Charming that they neglect to consider they man who’s not bad on the eyes and would treat them like a princess. Not going to lie… I’ve dated some handsome men… all of them had huge flaws. Over confident, insecure, possessive… etc. I’d rather have a man that would be good at all the husband stuff than be good looking. Congrats on the writing job. You’re great at it.
Posted by sernaraquel | February 22, 2011, 10:42 amRaquel: I suppose there is something else I’m great at. Thank you for that compliment.
You speak the truth that we (both men and women) often get to caught up in other aspects of a mate (looks, job, etc) that we can’t even see something great that is right in front of us.
Looks are one thing, but personality can make, or break, even the most attractive person. I joked with some friends one time, as we drove by an attractive woman walking along the street, where I said, “Check out the sense of humor on her. Wow!”
Posted by Matthew | February 23, 2011, 12:38 pmAwesome post! And whilst I’m a woman, I empathise completely. The funny thing is, I often find myself so focused on what kind of future I could have with a guy, I worry I might miss out on what has to offer right now.
Posted by The Single Girl | February 23, 2011, 6:37 pmI don’t think there is anything (necessarily) wrong with looking into the possible future. But you are very right, we don’t want to spend so much time in the past, or future, that we miss out on the present.
Either way. I figure eventually I’m going to have one hell of a story to tell.
Posted by Matthew | February 23, 2011, 10:10 pmI love the hell out of this show, actually just discovered it a few months ago (I’m always way behind the times). I think Ted’s character is so relatable, I think many of us have the same romantic side to us as he does. If you are anything like Ted, I bet you are a keeper, and you will find your love
Posted by Catherine | February 24, 2011, 9:01 pmIt is not hard to quickly fall in love with HIMYM (as it is known by us die-hards).
You are too friggin’ sweet. Thank You. Sadly, I really don’t know how to else to somehow convey how appreciative I am of such a comment.
Oh hang on a moment….”Yes, this is 1-800-Flowers correct?”
I like to think we all have a little Mosby in us, men and women alike. Sadly, we all can’t approach someone and go “Hi, Ted Mosby…architect.”
Posted by Matthew | February 26, 2011, 7:26 amSo when will my flowers get here? Haha! Feel free to wait until May, when peonies are in season. Those are my favorite.
Yeah, Ted being an architect is a total turn on. I just remembered that architect was on my hot professions list from a million years ago! http://simplysolo.wordpress.com/2010/07/06/hot-professions/
What would be considered a hot profession for a female? I’m not sure telling people I’m in public relations/marketing is all that sexy…
PS: Let me know if you ever want to guest blog for me! I’d love to have you – I really enjoy your writing style and I think you could share some good male insight with my readers. Just email me at simplysoloblog@gmail.com if you are interested! I have some openings in April.
Happy weekend!!
Posted by Catherine | February 26, 2011, 8:04 pmKudos on Musings on Life and Love. I am with you on the “inner struggle”. I have a theory that our compulsion to write about romance surely stems from our desire for self-discovery and hence, ultimately the discovery of another. I have to believe it brings us one step closer…
Posted by seekingnicci6 | March 2, 2011, 12:41 amThank you Nicci. That’s a great theory. I doubt there are many people who would contest to that remark either. I know it rings true, for myself, the more I write (or something else expressive) the more I discover about myself and therefore see, a little bit clearer, what I’m looking for.
For whatever reason, every time I begin feeling a little doubt in my future, and if I’ll find what I’ve been looking for, the song ‘Keep the Faith’ by Bon Jovi always springs into my mind.
Posted by Matthew | March 3, 2011, 6:05 am