The 50/50 Plan.

There's this book I should be reading, about the first year of marriage. It's sitting in our book basket, under our makeshift nightstand, next to the bed.

Back when I was reading it, I read this great part about how we've all accepted the world's plan for marriage--the 50/50 Plan, which says, "You do your part, and I'll do mine." That the other person will "meet me halfway."

The author says the concept sounds logical, but couples who use it are destined for disappointment and failure.

Why? Because the biggest weakness in the 50/50 plan is that it's impossible to determine if your mate has met you halfway. Because neither of you can agree on where halfway is, each is left to scrutinize the other's performance from a jaded, often selfish perspective.

I remember thinking, "Hey, these guys are on to something." And I'm all for that.

But, putting all seriousness aside, sometimes it's nice to play the 50/50 card.

For example, tonight we saw Star Trek. The prospect of which held absolutely no interest to me.

But, I did take interest in one particular preview, after which I took the opportunity to ask Eric if we could go see it. I also took the opportunity to remind him I was sitting there at Star Trek.

50/50. Meet me halfway. At the movies.

Eric's recently revealed Ultimate Fighting fix has provided me with a few opportunities to work the 50/50 system. The first time he bought a DVD, I offset it with a slightly superfluous comfy underwear purchase. Then, tonight, as he picked up five more clearance discs, I suggested maybe I'd cash that in for a movie purchase of my own. Which I did. Romantic comedy and mushy drama style.

Dan in Real Life. Pride and Prejudice.

50/50.

So, sometimes 50/50 isn't all that bad. But 100/100 is certainly a more loving, lasting and Christlike way to work a marriage.

I know I always get the good side of the equation, as my favorite math teacher always tips the scales in my advantage, being the servant leader he is.

I'm quite the blessed gal.

Not only do I get those comfy undies, two new chick flicks and plan for our next date night... I also have one superb husband, who loves me.

And loves me well.