logo by Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Hmmm. It's been a while. I think it's time for a rant about marriage.
I'm dropping a little card in the mail today for my wife. It's one of those any-occasion just-wanted-to-say-I-love-you cards. I send them to her from time to time when she's least expecting it. I like to surprise her and make her feel loved. Add to that the flowers that I give her, roughly once a month. And the fact that I spend more quality time with our kids than any dad I know. And the fact that when I am home I am almost always either playing with the kids, doing housework, yardwork, cooking, washing dishes, laundry, grocery shopping, fixing one of the cars, or some such thing. I virtually never watch TV anymore. And I only ever sit down to read a book or use the computer after we've put the kids to bed. Ditto for going out with my friends--I only do it after everything else has been wrapped up for the evening and the kids are asleep. And yet I encourage her to go out and see her friends whenever she wants, even if it's not very convenient for me. I tell her I love her. I tell her she's pretty. I tell her she's a great mom. Honestly I can't really imagine how I could do anything more to be a better, more loving husband or father.
All this and yet why can't I get any sex? It's not like I'm some sort of clueless clod who just wants to ram her with my dick. I've very sensitive to her wants and desires. I make love to her whole body. I really go out of my way to make her feel good.
I swear I wouldn't ask for anything else from her and I would be forever faithful to her if I could just have some really hot sex a couple times a week. I even told her that earlier this year when she asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I said I didn't care about presents or a cake or my favorite meal. Just give me an amorous wife who likes to romp around a little between the sheets. Sheesh. Is that so much to ask for?
OK. End of rant. Calming down... Back to work...
I'm dropping a little card in the mail today for my wife. It's one of those any-occasion just-wanted-to-say-I-love-you cards. I send them to her from time to time when she's least expecting it. I like to surprise her and make her feel loved. Add to that the flowers that I give her, roughly once a month. And the fact that I spend more quality time with our kids than any dad I know. And the fact that when I am home I am almost always either playing with the kids, doing housework, yardwork, cooking, washing dishes, laundry, grocery shopping, fixing one of the cars, or some such thing. I virtually never watch TV anymore. And I only ever sit down to read a book or use the computer after we've put the kids to bed. Ditto for going out with my friends--I only do it after everything else has been wrapped up for the evening and the kids are asleep. And yet I encourage her to go out and see her friends whenever she wants, even if it's not very convenient for me. I tell her I love her. I tell her she's pretty. I tell her she's a great mom. Honestly I can't really imagine how I could do anything more to be a better, more loving husband or father.
All this and yet why can't I get any sex? It's not like I'm some sort of clueless clod who just wants to ram her with my dick. I've very sensitive to her wants and desires. I make love to her whole body. I really go out of my way to make her feel good.
I swear I wouldn't ask for anything else from her and I would be forever faithful to her if I could just have some really hot sex a couple times a week. I even told her that earlier this year when she asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I said I didn't care about presents or a cake or my favorite meal. Just give me an amorous wife who likes to romp around a little between the sheets. Sheesh. Is that so much to ask for?
OK. End of rant. Calming down... Back to work...
