A few days ago after my wife woke up I said to her, “i think my body produces some sort of viagra-like substance from about 5:30 to 6:30 in the morning. See?”
“Oh my God! Put that thing away. We have to get up.”
“But I am.”
“Annnnd… get ready for work and put the boy on the bus.”
I chase my wife around the house quite often. Occasionally I catch her. So despite being in my mid-40s, I am so not in the target market for the commercials for cialis that state, “so you can be ready.” or something to that effect.
I suspect it will happen eventually. Who knows.
Sex aside… I hope that The Deistette and I are like these two folks here in 20 years. I cried with laughter at watching this vid but analyzing it and their behavior a little deeper than the surface shows a couple that is so comfortable with each other it incites hope for long-term marriage.
It does in me anyway… as well as hope for continued peeks at boobies.
Burp! excuse me.
I stumbled over this quote by Kahlil Gibran from his book, The Prophet. I love that book and haven’t thought of this quote in some time.
In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Emmie and I have been married a year today. It’s been hard. But we’re still chugging away. I find our best times, our funnest times are when we are by ourselves… no kids, no chores, no obligations… just us being friends.
Those times are very few and very far between. But even during the mundane, the every day, with the burdens, the stress and tension of life… tension of each other… we manage to brush off that stuff (might take a week or so but it gets brushed off) and laugh with each other and share pleasure.
We went on a date in early October of ’09. That was five months ago. I think the last date we had before that was in June of that year… maybe… I think.
I don’t know.
I love being married to her. She is an amazing, beautiful, kind woman and wife.
I wish we had dated more though.
Love you Emmie. Happy Anniversary.
The Deist and Deistette on a date Oct 2009
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I know I shouldn’t stare but I couldn’t help but keep looking as the season premier of Beauty and the Geek aired. I don’t normally watch tv. It’s more like background noise that I just kinda listen to as I do other things around the house, work I’ve brought home, or guitar practice.
But for some reason I got hooked as I watched… mouth agape at the two hour season premier of Beauty and the Geek 4.
The chasm which these representatives of beauty and geekdom spans is almost unbelievable. To the degree with which the Beauties” were saying “i didn’t know people like this existed” I was thinking the same about them.
Of course in watching the geeks I couldn’t help but think of a something Making Chutney posted in mid August asking the question of UUs being geeks. Does it even need to be asked. The producers of the show could have hit any UU congregation and would have had more than their share to choose from. By the way fellow UUs… that is not a compliment.
Anyway… back to the beauties on the show… when asked during her interview to be a participant “who composed Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony” she drew a blank. When commenting about trying to figure out how much she would save if a $475 pair of shoes was 15% off she said, “the guy who invented math must have been crazy ’cause it’s so boring.”
My dad likes saying this old Mexican saying quite often…
El pendejo no se escuela… se nacer.
loosely translated it means… “A dumbass doesn’t go to school to learn to be stupid. He’s born with it.”
However, to come up with this bit of creative accounting I thought was brilliant. one girl looked at her recent boob job as an investment because, “over my lifetime all the drinks I’ll have bought for me because i have boobs will probably pay for the boob job.”
😐 [blink… blink…]
hey if you want to buy yourself some boobs more power to ya… so long as you’re meeting your other financial responsibilities. You might even try to say they’re an investment… let’s say if you dance at the local nehked bar. I imagine your accountant could have the cost of the surgery written off as a business expense. But so you can have drinks bought for you? Bitch please.