Delightful Inconsistent

Love you. :D

In an odd turnabout, C and I had a dear friend of his over to dinner, who is leaving town. It has been so long really since (outside my father) I have had to face someone who has diametrically different, and frankly unsubstantiated, views, that the dinner was incredibly difficult. I really, really tried my hardest to be a good host, but I'm afraid I wasn't able to always contain myself. (Topics included "why men don't have parenting instincts and [biological] mothers are meant to take care of children" and "why women shouldn't have power in church," brought up by the fact that I mentioned how proud I was of Carter for taking a stand against the Baptist church, on an oddly circular note.) And I wondered how they could be friends; despite the fact that I love him in my own way, I've also forcibly ejected him from the house before. We have a lot of trouble holding a conversation, much less understanding each other.