Am I making any sense? Can you read this or am I typing in tongues? Just curious. I just had one of those "talks" with Nick; you know the kind I am talking about. It went something like this:
Me: I don't mind if you go to the Cubs game I just wish you made that much of an effort for us to do things together
Him: We're together all of the time and we don't have any money
Me: We don't need money and we are always with the kids
Him: We could hang out after the kids go to bed but you blog all of the time
Me: Um, hardly ever do I blog at night and what are we going to do while hanging out, watch the Cubs?
Him: What's wrong with that?
Me: Just go and have a good time
Him: Now you're giving me a guilt trip
Do you have these conversations too? The truth is that Nick is the most unromantic person I've ever met or heard of...people should write in diatribe about him. If someone does something romantic he thinks that's stupid. Name something, anything: stupid. I guess I am just going through that I wish the guy I married would be a little romantic phase again. And no I have not seen the Notebook recently. But the sad truth is that I am pretty sure Nick could make the bed and I would melt down in tears at that being the sweetest thing ever. Do you know what I mean? Are you amening me on this stuff? I know I could do stuff too but still, he is the man and darnet sometimes ladies just need actions to back up those I love yous. He says there's no one to watch the kids and not a lot of money. But there are grandmas and Aunts and putt-putting is fairly cheap. So is sitting at the grotto (again, stupid). And its not that I couldn't call for a sitter and email him telling him what we are going to do, but its that I shouldn't have to, right? Isn't it written somewhere that every once in three years or so guys should have to sweep their wives up and make them feel fluttery? I really am not guy bashing, promise. I love Nick and I love him the way he is. Just please tell me if I am the only one who feels this way sometimes.
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It sounds to me like you need an intervention.... this Friday, I will be there to sit with the kids (which you know will just kill me) while you and your hubby go for an inexpensive stroll down the East Race. You could go to the Chocolate Cafe for a cup of coffee and a bit of pleasant conversation that has nothing to do with potty training, breast pumping, or projectile vomitting. You would have an opportunity to just enjoy eachother- like life before kids.
Sounds like a win-win for everyone.
Let me know what you think.
Love ya,
Jimmy
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