Mowing the lawn

Hubby likes to show his love for me, by physical contact. He likes to visit my side of the bed, and then wrench his clammy foot between my warm legs. And if that's not an option, he wants to at least put his hand on my shoulder. Just so I know that he's there. Sweet...

And my husband spoke and he said unto me: 'I have not seen fit to give you my neglected old desk, filled with yellow pages from 1999, and other stuff I have forgotten I have, to you. I have received your request, and rejected it. I'd rather have my desk just standing there, doing nothing...

I hate catching a cold. But sometimes the germs and viruses sneak into our home like a Trojan horse. In the form of my husband for example! Keep your distance! When my husband came home from work last Friday, coughing and sniffling pathetically, I told him to keep his distance! I even did that gesture....

Hubby slipped on the stairs in the train station, while trying to race the other travelers for the exit. Obviously this is not without risk, because he wears Birkenstocks come rain, snow, icy sleet, hail or shine. Hence he is now sporting an eye decorated with all kinds of unfashionable colours. Every day he studies...

It was early morning. I was in the shower enjoying some quiet time. Feeling the warm water cascading down my body, cherishing the feeling of being alone. No one else around. Then suddenly I heard that telltale sound of a door opening, followed by an icy cold swish of air. Then: 'Hiiiiiii honey. Are you...

I like old fashioned courtsey in a man. I love it when they open a door for me, or lift their hat to greet me. A woman likes to feel appreciated and treasured. But if that's too much to ask, and something tells me it is, then I would like at least a man who...