Quote: You know, I have suggested the morning thing SO many times and, at first, he would laugh it off as if I were making a joke. Then when he realized I was serious he was aghast! He said, You want me to get up at 4:30 just so we can have some time together or...or...have SEX?!
Hehe... sort of sounds like my W. She has to snooze the alarm clock 3-4 times before she gets up, and I know better than to "start something" during that time because of a comment she once made as she rolled over to get away from me: "c'mon, what are you doing? I need 2 more snoozes." Yes, well, after THAT... I get out of bed first and go downstairs to start my day, usually at the 1st or 2nd snooze. If she doesn't want sex first thing in the morning during the week, then I'm not giving her the chance to change her mind and attack me!! So there!
Quote: He has, in the past, indicated that our time will come when our kids are grown! Ha! He's pretty confident that I'll still be here, pining after him, isn't he.
Sure, why shouldn't he be confident? With so many kids and no other way to support yourself besides relying on his salary, where are you going? As far as the "kids are grown" thing, I look forward to the day that my W will feel more confident that the kids don't need "constant maintenance" (you know, when they can feed themselves and dress themselves and get themselves out of the house, etc. etc.). Then, if she's not distracted by crochet projects too much, maybe we'll ML more.
I'm kind of pissy today, too. I just realized that I've been a man for 30 years. 30 years ago today I had my bar mitzvah, which, for those who might not know, is a ceremony in the Jewish religion that occurs when a boy is 13 years old. It involves standing up in front of the congregation and singing off key, making a speech, and being terrified.
I just sent W a reminder of this and suggested (tongue-in-cheek)that we celebrate tonight. I'll let you know how it goes.
HP - how come we haven't seen any baby pics yet? Can I put in a request for one of the happy little child being nourished?
Chris, Your Pissy Post made me smile more than anything else.
My H is not confident that I'm not going anywhere because of my profession, of that I can assure you. I made more money than him when I quit my job 5 years ago as well as having a company car and expense account. We took a huge pay cut for me to stay home and raise our kids (and had to go out and buy a car). Though I would certainly not be able to go back at that level (after being out of the work force for so many yrs) I really don't worry about being able to land a good job and support my kids, should the need arise. Now, don't JINX me that I might need to prove this statement right, wouldja!!
He doesn't worry about it because he thinks that once people love each other that they just always DO and there is nothing you need to do to cultivate that love and devotion. Perhaps that is how it works for him but not for me. I do believe he is starting to realize that this is not how it works, but realizing it and doing something about it are two different things.
Now, onto you. Why don't you just wait to make your big kahuna moves after the 4th snooze? If you know that's how she operates, then get on that bandwagon why don'tcha! Or are you saying that it's a no go, no matter how many snoozes have elapsed?
Hairy, Congrats on being manly for 30 years. Wow, singing in front of the congregation..no wonder it is considered the day you become a man..that takes some balls!
As far as baby pics are concerned, I am feeling paranoid about posting them. I felt horrible after posting D5's pictures a while back. I'll email one if you are interested! Btw, did you guys ever make it to the Magic House? I was thinking of you that day. It was a beautiful day; we went to a Fall Festival at a horse camp and walked all day in order to get my labor going (it worked!).
Yes, we went to the Magic House, and DD3 had a wonderful time. They had this "pond" in which you caught little fish with a magnet, then carried them to the top of this "river" which flowed under clear floor tiles back to the pond. I think she could have done this all day long if we hadn't dragged her to the other exhibits. It was a beautiful day. We also biked in Forest Park, and visited the zoo. We had a great time.
My W wrote back and said, "how do you suggest we celebrate. . . visit a synagogue?" I wrote back with a fake quote from the "talmud" about how it was proclaimed that, on the 30th anniversary of a bar mitzvah, a man shall taketh his wife to bed, have joy, and eat the frozen milk of a cow with tasty bits in it.
Chris, I have never tasted my own breastmilk cause the thought gives me the willies (don't know why) but H used to take a big swig if he was going to be feeding baby with a bottle and I was leaving. I asked him one time what it tasted like and he said "melted ice cream".
So my version of 'ice cream' does not have tasty bits inside it, but the tapper itself could be classified as a tasty bit, imo.
Sorry to all those who get squeamish at the thought of bf'ing! LOL
I can joke about it but I think I'd have a hard time taking a swig of it, like H did.
At our synagogue the kid does part of the Friday night service, AND does 99 percent of the 1.5 to 2 hour Saturday service... including chanting in Hebrew AND delivering a sermon. Plus, he has to endure hugs and kisses from lots of old ladies wearing Youth Dew and White Linen (my two most unfavorite perfumes). It's a major accomplishment and deserving of LOTS of recognition!
