I’m such a lame-o. I’ve been busy, so I’ve neglected you, my LDs. My most humble apologies.
You may ask why I call my husband Mr Realist. Because he is one.
Ya see, I am Ms Dreamer. I still wish for playground rules; he plays by his own because that’s what everyone else does.
I want the world to be fair, always knowing that it will never be; he accepts it for being unfair.
I like to see things with color and shades and personality; he sees most things in black and white (not because he’s color-blind…)
I dream of things that could be or should be; he sees things as they are.
And I love him for it.