Thanks to everyone who's asked how I'm doing. I'm finally getting off the post surgery meds that have been making my brain too mushy to write. All I've managed the last few months is reading more than a hundred books, and writing a few jokes:
There's no law saying that women have to wear bras. Infact there's a lot of wiggle room.
A man goes to visit a psychologist, after getting seated he begins, "Doc you have to help me. Every decision I make I always feel like I could have done better. I constantly worry about the consequences of the choices I've made. I can't even sleep at night as I'm so wrapped up in self doubt and recrimination. How do I stop being my harshest critic?"
The psychologist hummed, as he thought about it a moment, then asked, "Have you considered marriage?"
"How do you like your tea?" She asked
"Like how I like my women." I replied
"Oh?" She asked, arching an eyebrow, "and just how is that?"
"I'm happy with anything in the cup."
The problem with sports metaphors is that if you don't one put it, people just don't understand.
The last time I asked this question there were death threats but I think this is an important question to ask: Guy's, why is it that the wife is the one who get to decides if we are in trouble or not?
I think I'd be much more comfortable with some sort of neutral third party making that decision.
My wife is very good at remembering all the things I might have said or done that were wrong but when I try to do the same for her I just don't seem to be able to do a very good job of it. I know it's not because she's any more perfect than I am, and finally dawned on me, my problem was that I forgave her.
If saying that made you angry, I guess you're not the neutral third party I'm looking for.