Someone please explain this to me, because I sure can't figure it out.

Why would a woman spend practically the whole night cuddling up and clinging to her husband "because it feels so good to be close" (not that she is in the least interested in or willing toward sex)...

Then the next day at the first opportunity suggest that you drive to the distant outlet mall to finish the Christmas shopping "so we can spend some time together without the kids"...

And then spend the entire ninety minute drive dumping on said husband on how everything he does is wrong and has been for the entire twenty years of marriage???

Her concrete suggestion to solving all these problems, by the way, is "Just FIX IT!"

THEN not seem to be able to understand why said husband doesn't exhibit a positive reaction to this bolt-out-of-the-blue dumping???

AND THEN goes ahead and shops the mall pretty much as if nothing had happened???


HERE is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of his head, behind Christopher Robin...sometimes he feels that there really is another way [of coming downstairs], if only he could stop bumping for a moment and think of it.