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Originally Posted by Lostmt
I don't cook, mow the grass, clean, laundry. Nothing.
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And you're proud of that, are you? Well, it's your life and your partnership. Far be it from me to criticize how others conduct their personal relationships. Last I knew, tho, mowin' the lawn was the man's job. (Yeah, ladies, I'm a dinosaur. Deal.) But my wife sometimes does it so as to free us both up on weekends for sailing. Clearing the snow in the wintertime is my job, too. But sometimes my partner does it for me, which is a nice treat to come home to
. Likewise I help clean on occasion and guess who does the laundry when The Admiral is away visiting friends or family? I also change the litter in the cats' litter-box sometimes. Sometimes I do the vacuuming. The only thing I don't do is cook, and that's mainly because I never learned how. But more-often-than-not I get the dishes. And I'm expected to pick up after myself.
She's my wife and partner, not my flippin' maid.
Oh yeah, and
my wife likely would've let me take that Playboy job. Hell, one time when we were on a certain "tops optional" beach in Europe there was this very attractive, statuesque, rather impressively-endowed blond playing frisbee nearby. When I spotted her, I exclaimed something to the effect of "Whoa!" My wife-to-be (at the time) looked, and suggested I get a picture. When I declined, allowing as how if
I were that blond girl, I don't think I'd appreciate strange men taking pictures of me, she offered to take it for me
. What a woman, eh? (No, we didn't take the picture. Sorry, guys.)
Jim
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