For example I call Nate "Huzby" lately because I'm wierd like that. So he started calling me "Wubzy". (I know we're nerds, that's not the point.) So we were driving on saturday and he called me "Wuberella" as in "Cinderella". I told him if he wants a maid he can hire one because I'm not it. He was confused and said, "Cinderella goes to the ball and marries the prince and loses her shoe... what does that have to do with cleaning?"
Dumb example, I know. But I'm just wondering if you all have any examples of misinterpretations that have gone on between you. We seriously need a translator sometimes!!! Haha!
(P.S. Bear Lake was awesome! Good memories on the deck with the bat poop and interrupting each other, haha. Also boating with the girls was such a good memory and emotional break from traveling with twins! Love you all!)
Oh my gosh, I love our misinterpretations. They happen ALL the time. That is probably the most common source of our stupid arguments. If you ask me, body language is 90% of communication. Ask Trav, words are 100%. I usually read WAY too much into what he says...which can sometimes make me angry, which tends to make him unapologetic, because he "didn't do anything wrong..." :) Yikes!
ReplyDeleteBut like we said yesterday, I'd rather our issues be over trivial (and most always comical) miscommunications.
And Bear Lake...wow. That night out on the deck could only have been more perfect if Jessy were there. I'm sad I can't come over Labor Day weekend!!! :( We'll have to do it again, please.
HA! Oh how I love this post. Our languages can be SO different and at times it seems like we're from totally different planets! I know I'm a "content communication" advocate, but even then it is so frustrating when he's saying what he's thinking, and to me it is completely crazy! It's funny that communication is key to every relationship, but then men and women communicate SO differently.
ReplyDeleteHere is an example:
Me: How was golfing with the guys?
Cesar: Good
Me: Did you have fun?
Cesar: Yeah.
Me: Who all went?
Cesar: Just the guys.
Me: Did you play well?
Cesar: I played okay.
Me: Did you keep score?
Cesar: Yes.
Me: Okay.. So? Who won?
Cesar: I did.
Me: Oh! Good job!
Cesar: Yeah.
This is classic. ZERO details and one word answers. It's like I have to drill him for info. I feel like Mom sometimes and I have to ask, "How does that make you feel?" Things that he doesn't think are important are the very reasons for me having the conversation!
Oh Ladies, I am finally taking the time to comment on our blog...how I miss each of you so much!
ReplyDeleteWell I can definitely identify with this post - learning each other's languages has been one of the most interesting part of marriage, but also one of the most helpful.
I can't think of a humorous example like you guys, but in general I am the open book in our relationship (as you all know, sometimes I have filter problems) and Will's filter functions too well, as he analyzes everything to death before he says it (which drives me crazy). We have both learned to adopt a bit of each other's style - I think more before I just say things, and he expresses himself more openly. So I guess our frustrations often arise out of filter differences, rather than pure dialect - but my sensitive pregnant hormones have definitely come out over the past few months to create a few misinterpretations. Communication is a constant work in progress!