They Won't Tell, so We Won't Play
by , 10-20-2009 at 11:50 AM (1521 Views)
What should I do?
We have these friends whom we've known for about five years; our daughters were born at about the same time (five years ago) and are really close. They're good people, but they have this one peccadillo that's really hard for us to handle. It makes the relationship feel thin. And it will make my wife explode if it persists. What am I talkin' about?
Secrets.
Not just any secrets, ridiculous secrets about a particular subject: where they recreate outdoors.
Case in point: This weekend we're going apple pickin' with the families with a follow up session of apple pie making (8 pies total). I ask Michelle, our friend, "What'd you do yesterday [Saturday]"?
"I don't remember", she lies.
"We went hunting!" her daughter exclaims (grouse hunting season just started).
Michelle: "Oh, yeah, we went hunting"
My wife: "Where'd you go"? ***This is the secret du jour. My wife asks this knowing that Michelle will squirm***
Michelle: "On a trail". . .
Me: "A trail in Illinois? [a state over 400 miles away]" I ask, being a wise-***.
My wife: "A trail where"?
Michelle: "In the woods". . .. [we live in the woods; everywhere here is "woods"]
And so the conversation fades under the growing tension established.
But this situation above is just an isolated incident in a long line of similar problems.
Say they went fishing, if we ask "where did you go fishin'?", Michelle will say, "a lake" [there are 1000s of them here].
This fall when we invited them over to our place to pick berries (blackberries and raspberries are plentiful in a clearing by our house), we asked Michelle, "is this your first time berry pickin' this fall"?
"No," she says.
Me: "Where did you go"?
Michelle: "Oh, just some place my husband knows".
Me (getting frustrated), "Did you have to drive a long way to get there or a short way"?
Michelle: "My husband knows where it is better than me" she lies.
Okay -- sorry for the length of this. But really, in all other matters, these people are open, honest, and fun. But regarding their "secret" spots for berry picking, fishing, hunting, hiking, camping, canoeing, & co. Heavens no!
So, here's the upshot: If I let this silly secrecy go unaddressed, my wife will explode in a flurry of frustrated accusations at them. *tick, tick, tick* But if I address it, it will seem like we really, really, really, really, really, want to know their private haunts in our fair woods. . . . . which is not really true. It's that the secret seems so trivial, so pointless that it prevents me from really feeling like they are "friends".



