Ahhhh, Mistah J. Ain't he the cutest? A smile to die for and a style all of his own. Some would say a flower in the lapel is a little too much but nuhuh, not me. I like it. It shows traditional values. I like that in a guy. I'm all for having a career, but when you find the right man, it's time to concentrate on the family. Unless you don't want kids, but that's just crazy. No, I see myself as the doting housewife and loving mother. I want a big family like they had in the black-and-white days. Now that I've found myself a keeper, I can have everything I ever wanted. Of course, Mistah J acts like he aint interested or nothing, but he's just kidding around. I love a man who can make me laugh.
Sure, Mistah J can be mean, but he's just laying down the law of the house. He wears the trousers after all. That's what a real man does, the bread-winner, the head of the table, family don. Not a sissy boy that's all smiles and 'whatever you want princess'. Not like Daddy. He spent too much time on the couch, not man enough to keep the covers. He didn't care when the old lady was a little loose, as they called it back in the day. Putting his foot down might make too much noise, and she had a headache every night as it was. She smoked and drank and spent our money away and Daddy just let her. When she crawled into a bottle for the last time, he was right in there after her. I poured them both into the dirt the same day.
Mistah J won't be like that. He'll put me in my place, show me what's what. And once I know the rules, and I don't have to be told twice, well then he'll be affectionate. Then he'll show the love I know he feels. I've just got to learn how to make him happy.
He says I give him a headache. I think he wants me to listen more. I try to ask him questions but he's the stoic sort, keeps his feelings bottled up. Except anger. He's mighty free with that one. But that passes and then he's his cheery self again. And I do see the funny side. It's slapstick.
I just wish I wasn't always the stick.
Still, every relationship goes through its rough patches and most don't have all the added pressures that make it difficult for me and my puddin'. Most couples don't work together, most don't have a famous comedian in the pairing, and most aren't on the run from the police. Most of all, they don't have the mean old Bat trying to break them up. Literally.
Once the Batman is gone, we'll be fine. Mistah J will show me how much he loves me. We'll get married in Vegas, honeymoon in Hawaii and settle down in some place swanky like Metropolis. In the meantime, I just have to keep on showing him I care.
Right?