Friday, March 26, 2010
Wheres the Romance
So one of the first things I noticed after getting married (and even more so, after we had kids) is that the romance in our relationship, starts to disapate. Or in most cases becomes nothing but hot air. Is it only noticed by me, or do husbands feel the need to stop romancing us and treating us like princesses the second that ring is on our finger. I remember when my husband would light candles, give me massages, brush my hair and cook me a nice dinner to get me in the mood. Nowadays, it's a slap on the butt, or a grab of the boob, and then a quick nudge to the bedroom, just a side note guys, us woman don't have on buttons located on our private parts. Is that really suppose to get me in the mood? That makes me feel about as sexy as a prostitute on the street corner of 5th and Main. When did we become not worth the effort. So my solution, I'm going to go sit on a bar stool, and have my husband come pick up on me, and have to work for it the way he would if he were single, and then just like if he were picking me up in a bar, I will turn him down cold, and finish having a drink with my girlfriends.
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ReplyDeleteAs a post-mom, meaning my kids are grown adults and some have kids of their own, it's a cycle. You had the fun Friday nights, but I have great Friday night memories when my kids were small, baths were done, dinner was done, and we'd gather by the TV to watch something silly like Dukes of Hazzard, then turn off the lights, give the kids flashlights and while their dad played some soft jazz on the piano, we'd lie on the floor and make our lights "dance" to the music. Now, with kids grown and gone, I'd rather have Dukes to look forward to than going to a bar...sure it was fun, and I did it a lot of years, too, but looking back, I couldn't tell you one bar I visited, but I can tell you how a newly bathed child smells and sounds giggling in the dark playing with flashlights. Hang in there, and give up the what was in favor of making the what IS your cherished memory.
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