Open Marriage (Yep, that's what I said)

The other day I was reading Cyndi's blog , 6 Ring Circus, about a funny conversation she had with her husband about the actress Mo'Nique and her open marriage.  I did not think much about the open marriage thing until I saw her interview with Barbara Walters.  Yes, she has an open marriage.  But it sounds like it is more open on his side of the bed than hers.  But it's okay, Mo'Nique says they have been best friends for 25 years so...so what?  That kind of logic, even coming from Hollywood leaves me speechless (I said speechless not blogless). Why get married in the first place?  Why make that commitment and then not commit?   For Mr. Mo'Nique it is obviously a win-win.  He gets to fool around and then  go back home to the Oscar winning bread winner.  And for a strong woman like Mo'Nique, does she not know how degrading this is to women?  Aren't we already degraded enough by Donald Trump and thong underwear?  I think she is taking that saying, "If you love something set it free....." a little too seriously.  I think it  is supposed to pertain to butterflies or something, not to husbands.   So I guess "open marriage" means to her that she is open to a lifetime of wondering where her man is and trips to the health clinic.

Marriage is a sacred covenant.  But I am no prude and I have discovered I am open to a lot of things in my marriage.

I am open to my husband being a doctor and seeing naked body parts all day long.  As long as those parts are wrinkly, diseased, and over 60, I am good.

I am open to my husband working 12 hour days so I can stay home and blog.  I have heard there is other stuff I should be doing that I guess I'll get to eventually.

I am open to my husband doing the camping trips, science projects, and dog poop pick up while I do the clothes shopping and self beautification projects.

I am open to cooking the occasional meal as long as my husband takes me out every once in awhile to a restaurant that does not have a drive thru, playplace or any food that starts with "Mc"anything.

I am open to shaving my legs and armpits if he plucks his nose and ear hairs.

I am open to being the family chauffer as long as he is open to me hitting his car (yea true story).

I am open to my husband wearing his rock concert t-shirts as long I am allowed to wear my baggy sweats,  ponytail and Edward Cullen t-shirt.

I am open to texting emoticons back and forth all day.

I am open to my husband smelling really good and still giving my heart a pitter-patter when I kiss his neck.

I am open to crawling into bed every night with the same man, for another 20 years, as long it is a king size bed and he knows when to stay on his side and when to cross the line :)

What are you open to?