Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Sex in the City (of Scottsdale)

A map of Scottsdale, ArizonaI still can't get over the amazing parallels in my new found brother's story (Brian) about his ex-wife and my friend's late wife, Mrs. Bodine. Specifically, Brian's wife decided to commit adultery when she decided to divorce her husband. Women, is this typical? Never having been married myself, and never having known anyone as a long time friend who divorced before, I'm new to all this and still shocked. So you tell me.

Let me tell you a story and you tell me what you think happened. Let's say a couple is having marital problems and, right or not, they decide to try so-called "marriage counseling." (It's not right. The remedy is to confess your sins to each other, get your eyes back on God and move forward. But that assumes you're both Christian.)

And let's say that one of the things the marriage counselor draws out of the husband is that, deep down, he doesn't really trust his wife. (I don't know if that was always the case or recent as their problems rose to the surface.)

And let's say that his wife, upon hearing that, goes absolutely bonkers. She drove home like a wild woman, almost suicidal, at about 100 miles an hour. See, she believes she's a "trustworthy woman." (Actually, I would learn later that she never really trusted him, always worried about money, so maybe there's some "projecting" going on here? In any event, it's a pride problem. The proper response would have been to ask "Why don't you trust me?" listen to the answer, and try to repair the perceived or real problem.)

When they get home (without killing anyone on the road thankfully) she takes some "mad money" (2nd definition) and runs away for a few days over a weekend, not telling anyone where she's going, leaving everyone (dad and the kids) in a lurch.

It turns out she ran to a resort in plushy Scottsdale, Arizona.

Now, what do you suppose this raging woman did that weekend? Her husband said he didn't trust her, huh? Well, maybe she'll give him good reason not to trust her.

After she came back, she immediately cut her hair short. Could be Providentially Biblical. (i.e., "like a prostitute.") And she wore these goofy baseball-like caps for a long time. Shortly after that, she filed papers against her husband, got the older kids to swear out false testimonies about their dad, convinced him to move out of the house, changed the locks and got an Order of Protection against him.

Women, you tell me. What do you think happened at that fancy resort in Scottsdale? Have you done it? Know anyone who has?

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