"Goodnight Sweet Nurse" .... "Goodnight Sweet Nurse"
-"Goodnight SexyBeast, I hope I don't have to kill you."
"Please don't kill me Sweet Nurse, I don't think I'll like it very much and I worry that it might ruin our relationship."
She doesn't actually call me SexyBeast too often. I just substitute it for my name.
My wife wants to fix a tire on a car that isn't running. I worry that once the tire is fixed, I'll have to push the car around, with her in it, while never fixing the car. We don't know how to fix the car. I think that she thinks that once the tire is fixed, the car will be fine... I don't think she understands the problem. Eh... Women, they don't understand these things. I think I'm going to add some oil, turn the crank shaft, widen the exhaust and start making love to men. That makes sense doesn't it?
I need some serious help with my hair, it's a mess.
We were planning on going to California in July. That's not going to happen now, which I'm very disappointed about. It has nothing to do with the car that isn't running or the crankshaft. It's something that we decided a couple of weeks ago. We have too much going on and we are paying $115/week for our kid to go to summer camp. He just started today, we're broke, I'm getting a job. Of course, the past months, I don't know how many, maybe this whole year, I haven't been functioning too well, not since my car started messing up.
I love and care for my wife so much. I always call her "Sweet Nurse". I don't think that it matters that I've always continued to call her sweet, she wouldn't have caught it if I had stopped.
Friday, during dinner, she told me that I was awesome, that cheered me up some. Then, on our way to Baton Rouge, we listened to The President's CD, the one with Mach 5. I can't believe I haven't listened to that CD in so long, it made me really happy.
Saturday, we hung out and had dinner with the kid. After, we had some wine and talked about some things. It was nice to get some things off my chest, but she got a little upset. Then I must have said something that upset her, because she hit me. So of course, I asked her if she wanted to have sex. She declined and we went to bed.
Sunday, I was in a much better mood than I had been lately. I got somethings off my chest and I got hit in the face. I think it bothered her how much it cheered me up. I felt bad, but I didn't let it spoil my mood. She didn't mean to hit me and she won't make that mistake again. She says it puts me in too good a mood.
I'm not doing great right now, especially when my wife is at work. I hate her being unhappy. It's just not how we're supposed to be.
-"Goodnight SexyBeast, I hope I don't have to kill you."
"Please don't kill me Sweet Nurse, I don't think I'll like it very much and I worry that it might ruin our relationship."
She doesn't actually call me SexyBeast too often. I just substitute it for my name.
My wife wants to fix a tire on a car that isn't running. I worry that once the tire is fixed, I'll have to push the car around, with her in it, while never fixing the car. We don't know how to fix the car. I think that she thinks that once the tire is fixed, the car will be fine... I don't think she understands the problem. Eh... Women, they don't understand these things. I think I'm going to add some oil, turn the crank shaft, widen the exhaust and start making love to men. That makes sense doesn't it?
I need some serious help with my hair, it's a mess.
We were planning on going to California in July. That's not going to happen now, which I'm very disappointed about. It has nothing to do with the car that isn't running or the crankshaft. It's something that we decided a couple of weeks ago. We have too much going on and we are paying $115/week for our kid to go to summer camp. He just started today, we're broke, I'm getting a job. Of course, the past months, I don't know how many, maybe this whole year, I haven't been functioning too well, not since my car started messing up.
I love and care for my wife so much. I always call her "Sweet Nurse". I don't think that it matters that I've always continued to call her sweet, she wouldn't have caught it if I had stopped.
Friday, during dinner, she told me that I was awesome, that cheered me up some. Then, on our way to Baton Rouge, we listened to The President's CD, the one with Mach 5. I can't believe I haven't listened to that CD in so long, it made me really happy.
Saturday, we hung out and had dinner with the kid. After, we had some wine and talked about some things. It was nice to get some things off my chest, but she got a little upset. Then I must have said something that upset her, because she hit me. So of course, I asked her if she wanted to have sex. She declined and we went to bed.
Sunday, I was in a much better mood than I had been lately. I got somethings off my chest and I got hit in the face. I think it bothered her how much it cheered me up. I felt bad, but I didn't let it spoil my mood. She didn't mean to hit me and she won't make that mistake again. She says it puts me in too good a mood.
I'm not doing great right now, especially when my wife is at work. I hate her being unhappy. It's just not how we're supposed to be.
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i hope both of you work things out for the best. both of you need to be happy in order to have the marriage be a healthy one.
wait... getting hit in the face puts you in a good mood?? if i hit Dave in the face i don't think i'd have a hand left!