
I am glad I am married to a man who isn't picky about dinner options. Preparing a meal and having everything be done at the same time overwhelms me.
Another thing in this article is don't complain if he is not home for dinner or if he stays out all night... uh, there is something wrong in 1955 if the husband stays out all night... actually it doesn't matter what year, if your husband is staying out all night, it is probably for the same reason no matter what the year. You cannot be alright with that.
Another thing that bothered me when I was little was thinking I could be having a totally fun day by the pool or working outside and then have to get all dressed up right before hubby came home. Again I don't think I had the attention span or the desire to maintain this five days a week. Don't get me wrong I try to look nice when Roy gets home, but sometimes it just isn't going to happen.
I love Roy's thinking in marriage. He says, what blesses me is going to bless him. So, if I go to an Astro's game with girlfriends and come home with stories of fun and laughter, that blesses him. Of course with the Astro's loosing like they are, that blesses no one! Maybe this is easier to maintain because we never had children and it is much easier to arrange a yes to do something when there are no little ones to think about.
Just a few thoughts...
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oh, but tonight, the astros won, and it was glorious.
I remember when I first became a Christian a class on being a godly wife. The lady said we should never look like a housewife when the husband is home. I thought have you seen how he looks when he gets home? Why don't they have to stay shaved and brushed and so on in order to keep the marriage happy. I think that is outside of the cup thinking. Yes, we should maintain our appearance, however it's the communication, time together and both sides working at it that make a marriage work. Wash and fill the inside of the cup...
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