Don’t you just love the way men think? I wish I’d been blessed with a one track mind that solves everything with sex. Unfortunately, I came out an over analytical, neurotic, Type A, worry wart whose last concern is with sex when it comes to problem solving.
This is an ode to my husband, who finds the best way to get to the root of a problem and find resolution is through sex. I don’t know how he does it! He’s able to find the humor and perfect timing to make his pitch for sex at any God given moment. He’s slick about it too. His come hither eyes seem to be turned on as he so eloquently makes his case. That’s a gift ladies! A true marksman that never misses his target.
How is it he was given this gift of charismatic charm that works in his favor every time? I feel like I’m so far behind him on this subject. For example, Today, he came home from work, our little one had a bit of a rough day. As I was explaining all the things that had gone awry today he says to me, with full confidence in his voice and his playful yet understanding tone “You know, it’s Friday the 13th today. Maybe we should join her and let ‘Freaky Friday’ work it’s devilishness on us. That way she’s not the only one afraid of things going thump in the night.”
I started cracking up. I could’ve died laughing. He was serious too. He made his plea for sex. He’ll get it too. He always does.
There are days when I feel I’ve lost my sense of humor and then he comes at me with his sexual innuendos and all worry dissolves bringing me back down to Earth. He’s right, I’m just being mom.
So to my dearest, I’m sorry it feels likes this for you.