I blame you, Ryan Seacrest! I turn on my radio and I hear Seacrest discussing this book 50 shades of Grey and calling it soft-core porn. Really? Where have I been and why have I never heard of it? So I let it go. Later, I am walking through Target with my BFF and she mentions SHADES. Um, this is the second time I have heard of it and so let’s buy the books. Less than two weeks later I have read all three of the books and in some ways 50 Shades has messed with my head in a bad way. I want my husband to learn to be romantic like Christian did for Ana. Oh, but wait, Christian isn’t real. He is a fictional character in a book, clearly. Men don’t really learn that crap, ever! Oh, and Christian isn’t the hero. Nope, he is the absolutely beautiful, but tortured man who must wrestle with his demons if he wants to keep his woman, but she is the hero. Ana is the one who saves Christian. She is the one who pulls him up out of the gutter, and even though she runs in the beginning, she never gives up, not really anyway. Once again…..non-fiction. We women do stuff like that all the time. I am not going to sit around waiting on my Christian Grey, I have enough problems without someone with deep psychological issues.