Mixed Marriage

I have a confession to make. I am about to enter into a mixed marriage. Most of the time, this isn't even an issue between us. Our families even ignore this crucial fact. But after a long summer, the weather turns a bit cooler, kids return to school, that distinctive theme music begins on Sundays and Mondays, and Groom and I are reminded again that we come from different worlds. You see, I am a Packers Fan, and Groom is a Bears Fan.

There, I've said it. It was hard to come to grips with this reality, but I knew what I was getting myself into by the time we started dating. I first met Groom in Baltimore. I was meeting people at a new office, and I walked into Groom's. I had met him briefly once before, but I like to reintroduce myself instead of assuming people remember me (it's very un-DC to do this, but I was new to the area)* BUT before I got around to reintroducing myself, I saw a VERY offensive framed photo on his desk. I had no choice but to flip Mike Ditka's photo face down before I could continue to talk to this guy I had thought seemed pretty normal.

We try to deal with each others' differences the best we can, and usually end up making bets to keep this deep-seeded resentment below the surface. We have a Packers/Bears chess board, and a reversible fleece blanket, clearly found on eBay, with Packer print on one side, Bears on the others. This was reassuring to me. Other couples have been in this situation, and have lived to financially benefit from it. Last year was tough for me, but I suspect that the Packers have it in the bag this year. Let's just hope we make it through one more difficult season.

To Groom, I say.....BRIIIIINNNNNGGGGG IT OONNNNN! Love you sweetie!

*Note: most people use the generic "Good to see you" as cover