There has been much strife in the suburbs over the past weekend culminating in an almighty domestic, which has left me wondering if my marriage can withstand the test of time. I can't go into too much detail as it wouldn't be fair to my husband, there are after all two sides to every story and as i still want my marriage to work i don't want people to think bad of him.
Lets just say my husband, for all his wonderful qualities such as being an amazing father to our beautiful children, a loyal friend to me and an excellent provider, has one major flaw - he's very controlling! I on the other hand am rather passive which makes for a quiet sort of life most of the time until i wish to exert a little of my independence. I find myself constantly having to battle with him if i want to have a social life outside our little family unit and in the past it has proved too much hassle and i have given up trying just for an easy life. Now though i can't seem to do that anymore and i am fighting my corner much to the annoyance of my better half.
As the calm descended on Saturday morning i needed to get out, so i took my big girls to the cinema for the second time in a week! This was only their second ever visit and they are becoming seasoned pros at inhaling popcorn, thankfully they will get a new set of teeth in a few years to offset all that sugar :) I had hoped to make the Saturday special, kids can watch an older movie for just £1, but the viewing of Charlotte's Web had already begun so instead of my little trip costing a bargain £3 it came to a whopping £16.80 for three tickets to "Bandslam" and then i had to buy food on top!!!!
the girls were very excited about watching "Gabriella" from High school Musical in the movie but it wasn't exactly what i had imagined and not really suitable for a five and three year old. Bandslam was a cross between Camp Rock and Dawson's Creek (which i happened to LOVE as a teenager) full of teenage angst and social misfits, who are trying to win the coveted prize of a record deal. I stole the title of my post from the name of the band in the film, it seems rather apt. I sat there silently crying into the kids popcorn pondering the fate of my marriage and i seem to have found my mantra for now at least........I can't go on, I'll go on.