Saturday morning I got up early, put on my long johns, dressed quietly,
made my lunch, grabbed the dog, slipped quietly into the garage to hook
the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential
down pour.
There was snow mixed with the rain, and the wind was blowing 50 mph. I
pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the
weather would be bad throughout the day.
I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.
There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation,
and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'
My loving wife of 20 yrs replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is
out fishing in that CRAP?'
I still don't know if she was joking.
Careful what you say to SWMBO about the weather ....
Dear Nick,
I can only assume this is a case of bigamy.
Your Darling Wife obviously has 2 husbands, one of which is stupid, and we can only assume that the other is clever.
Must be quite a juggling act for her if you are going to start spoiling the party by returning home at the wrong hour and get all melodramatic.
I think you should play stiff upper lip middle class englishman, and stoically ignore any apparent maladroit behaviour in your relationship, by fulfilling your duty to go fishing and stay fishing at the appointed hours.
Anything else must lead to perdition.
I suppose it doesn't help to know that you are de facto the stupid husband. Commiserations Mon Ami.
I can only assume this is a case of bigamy.
Your Darling Wife obviously has 2 husbands, one of which is stupid, and we can only assume that the other is clever.
Must be quite a juggling act for her if you are going to start spoiling the party by returning home at the wrong hour and get all melodramatic.
I think you should play stiff upper lip middle class englishman, and stoically ignore any apparent maladroit behaviour in your relationship, by fulfilling your duty to go fishing and stay fishing at the appointed hours.
Anything else must lead to perdition.
I suppose it doesn't help to know that you are de facto the stupid husband. Commiserations Mon Ami.