A few weeks ago, against my better judgment, I found myself watching Keeping Up With the Kardashians, a well-orchestrated reality show designed to make viewers wish they were anyone else but themselves. The episode featured two have-not-seen-a-carb-since-Season One sisters, who, despite only being married for a grand total of 20 minutes, were comparing notes on what makes a relationship "work." Starlet Number One encouraged starlet Number Two to make time for "nooners." Have you heard of this? No longer is it enough that married couples squeeze in a date night amongst a laundry list of things to do, but now (according to the checked-out-of-reality divas) we should all be hiding out in the bedroom for some midday romance.
While they were giggling over how to spend their lunch, I fought back tossing mine. But as I watched these pillars of wedded wisdom go on and on about "perfect marriages," I couldn't help but think about how many other women were home resenting their own?
First, let me make it clear: the only thing my husband and I are interested in hiding at noon is the last cookie. And, after careful consideration, I can honestly say the most romantic thing my husband has ever done for me at lunchtime is let me finish his pizza crust. Clearly, I am not going to be followed around by a film crew any time soon. Which is really a shame, because I think the media and the mega stars are selling us a bag of goods when it comes to the good stuff. The really good stuff.