10-06-2003, 06:59 PM
I reached an agreement many years ago with the husband. He does not ask me which tie looks better and I don't ask him which dress looks better. Heck.....we stopped shopping for clothing together before that. Oh.....and since I never look fat in anything I wear (chronically skinny here) why bother asking if something made me look fat? Nothing ever does.
I have been firm in holding onto the mental image of that svelte and lanky man who stole my heart so long ago. Bless him, he knows this and would never try to shatter that rosy image by asking if he looks fat in anything. I might have to overcome the myopia of love and take a good look at him then, eh? :P
Looked forward to cutting the grass? You bet, if it gets me out of the cottage and away from the dishes ! Now that I can delegate either task, can you guess which one I would rather do? Peacefully wander up and down the yard in my own little world or listen to the sound of teenagers engaging in that wonderful passtime called 'No way am I going to do more than HIM."
Oh, and with respect to that "You can't miss it" kind of directions? Some things really CANNOT be missed. Things like the cottage with the toilet seat in the hedge? Or the lane with the six foot Inukshuk at the entrance? Cottage owners are a rare and wonderful breed. :rolleyes:
I have been firm in holding onto the mental image of that svelte and lanky man who stole my heart so long ago. Bless him, he knows this and would never try to shatter that rosy image by asking if he looks fat in anything. I might have to overcome the myopia of love and take a good look at him then, eh? :P
Looked forward to cutting the grass? You bet, if it gets me out of the cottage and away from the dishes ! Now that I can delegate either task, can you guess which one I would rather do? Peacefully wander up and down the yard in my own little world or listen to the sound of teenagers engaging in that wonderful passtime called 'No way am I going to do more than HIM."
Oh, and with respect to that "You can't miss it" kind of directions? Some things really CANNOT be missed. Things like the cottage with the toilet seat in the hedge? Or the lane with the six foot Inukshuk at the entrance? Cottage owners are a rare and wonderful breed. :rolleyes:
And you may call it righteousness
When civility survives,
But I've had dinner with the Devil and
I know nice from right.
From Dinner with the Devil, by Big Rude Jake
When civility survives,
But I've had dinner with the Devil and
I know nice from right.
From Dinner with the Devil, by Big Rude Jake