I said. They said. What's with that???

This is a phenomenon that I believe started with Adam and Eve and has flowed down through the Romans and Greeks and Incas and Persians and Egyptians and Vikings and Highlanders and Shoguns and Pilgrims and ... you get my drift by now I think. It hasn't changed yet as I can bear witness and I am pretty sure that it will continue to be passed on for many, many generations to come.

In a nutshell: Why is it that a wife can tell her husband something and he tells her she is wrong or crazy or gives her no credit at all. Yet if a neighbor or colleague or golf partner tells him the EXACT SAME THING a day or a week or whatever later that person has just shared a pearl of wisdom that he must rush right home and share with you. What?? Your face does not seem to display the reaction he was expecting. "Isn't that interesting, Honey? I can't believe you haven't heard about this." he'll say to you. "Aren't you impressed? I thought you would be?!"

Now we just went through this (again) last week. I suggested something to him and he pretty much ignored me. Then two days later a third party suggested the EXACT SAME THING. He relayed to me their conversation in its entirety. I sat there with absolutely no hint of what was going through my mind. I let him lay out the whole discourse they had and when he was all finished I very quietly asked, "Did you happen to tell with this person that I put this very idea out on the table earlier this week?" No, I did not add allow myself to cover my words with a nasty overtone...even though I surely deserved the right to do just that!?#@??!! And, no, I did not look at him like he had two heads. And do you know what that man said to me with a straight face?? Only four words. "Well, no, I didn't."

That was all. He didn't apologize. Didn't acknowledge my perceptiveness nor my intuitive insight. Nothing. Very disappointing. But you know what I personally feel so good about?? I never lost my cool. Never once raised my voice to yell "you lout!!" or "how insensitive can you be?" or "where is my credit?". (Just between us I must confess that on the in inside I was a screaming mess as I clearly deserved to be.) I simply added it onto that invisible unpenned list that exists in the unseen cosmos that all women have, and forever will, made contributions to for all eternity. Alas, we must face this never ending challenge and accept that it is just one of the crosses we have to bear, Girls. (heavy sigh, hand draped over forehead)