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What I Have to Offer


After spending most of the afternoon outside getting ready for my new windows to be installed next week and hanging little plastic things for my Christmas lights, I was hanging out with kitty in my lap and watching Bones.The episode that came on just a bit ago was titled The Daredevil in the Mold. I’ve seen all of these episodes so I wasn’t exactly paying much attention (working on Desperate Reflections) until the end of the show.

Booth got an engagement ring for Hannah. Since the divorce I get all cynical and pissy when marriage gets brought up in TV shows. Visions of my own marriage proposal tried to flash through my head so I drowned them with a couple of mini candy bars. When that didn’t work I simply just shoved them to the side, refusing to waste any time reflecting on something that is in the past.

Hannah refuses Booth’s proposal saying that she isn’t the marrying kind and that she had told him that before, only he didn’t listen. Booth went to the bar in an attempt to drown his sorrows. Bones finds him there, three sheets to the wind. Booth brings up previous relationships, and asks Bones why the women didn’t want what he had to offer.

Pretty valid question, I think.

With divorce running rampant, is anyone ever capable of being happy with what someone has to offer? Or is it merely human nature to always want more, always looking for the next best thing, never satisfied with what is right in front of them. I always believed in love and that people could keep a vow even in the midst of all the temptations. It seems I was in error. Love and commitment are the exception rather than the rule. It’s just the luck of the draw that puts two people together who are actually willing to work through things rather than give up.

I obviously have crappy luck when it comes to men.

Maybe I’ll just remain happily single and adopt cats.

Lots and lots of cats…

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2 Comments on “What I Have to Offer”

  1. Kyle Arnn October 17, 2013 at 10:36 am #

    Probably justified to feel cynical at this time.
    Might help to angrily sing along to “Spit in the Rain” by Del Amitri, if it makes you feel better 🙂

    Lyrics:

    “… with a little luck, with a little time — you’ll pull through”

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