Mompaca…

I am so glad I did not marry Tom Cruise back around the time the movie Top Gun was in theatres.   What would have become of me?  Of us.

Back in 86′ I was a college student in Nacogdoches, Texas.  I thought he was so good looking hot.   He looked really caliente in that Air Force uniform.  His character was a little goofy but still confident with that dark tousled whip of  chestnut brown hair brushing his eyelashes.  At the time  I thought that I would marry him if he ever got a chance to meet me in a little college town (go Lumberjacks) in East Texas with a population of 30,000 and a name like Naco “Nowhere”.  

Yea, it could happen. 

I can hear that song by Berlin “Take My Breath Away”.  I could see myself on the back of his motorcycle flying through the East Texas pines.  He is telling me to lean in closer and make sure my arms are tightly around his chest.

What changed my mind?  Tom’s damage control interview on Oprah today and Friday.  I used to be a big fan.

I watched Oprah today and I think that Tom Cruise is so self focused it is crazy.   His ego actually changes his appearance to me.  He looks so wolf-like now. 

The whole time Oprah is asking him questions, I can read the thoughts in his little brain.  He is saying to himself….”I must sell more DVDs, movie tickets, merchandise. I can’t sell, sell, sell if everyone thinks I am some kind of narcissistic, lunatic, cult member, controlling, identity crisis marrying  a woman half my age actor.   I have to appear like a normal everyday husband with a million acre spread in Colorado.” 

Right.  Ewwww.  Yucky

I am glad I married my husband.  I am glad he is the father of my two kids.  I am happy being in the place I am in right now. 

Sorry Tom.  Thanks for the memories.