Who feels this way?

Hank

my war
I probably sound bitter but it's merely being realistic. I appreciate every guy I've ever had a relationship with because they taught me what I do and don't want in my next victim.

You remind me of a female praying mantis....

....oh, and my favorite Lionel Richie song...:yay:
 

itsbob

I bowl overhand
I'm surprised, and pretty disappointed, at some of the cynicism here in this thread.

I for one, love being married, and love my husband VERY much. I'm glad that we are married, and glad that I waited to find one suitable to me. It is my hope that we are happily married old people wheeling each other through the retirement home some day, of course, that day will be sooner for Bob. :biggrin:

Now, he might have a differing opinion on our marriage and being married to me ....... :blushing:

Yeah, it's pretty ok....

:wench:

Besides, I thought you said you HAD to marry me because I ruined you for all the other 'lesser' men..
 
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itsbob

I bowl overhand
Hopefully it means he was working to earn money and buy you all the pretty things you deserve. :love:

I'll work overtime and get you those boots you want too!!

Thigh high, six inch heel... RED leather... laced back..

Are those REALLY what you told your mom you wanted??
 

SoMDGirl42

Well-Known Member
I'll work overtime and get you those boots you want too!!

Thigh high, six inch heel... RED leather... laced back..

Are those REALLY what you told your mom you wanted??

No, she said she wanted a stripper pole, but her mom decided to save that gift for Christmas and start with the accessories first :lol:
 

my-thyme

..if momma ain't happy...
Patron
I married at 18, three months out of high school. He was 24, just getting out of the Navy.

Babies at 20, 22, and 28.

Some years have been heaven on earth, some years have been hell. I imagine we're both too stubborn to give up.

The last few months we've been in a heaven-on-earth cycle. Celebrated our 30th anniversary this past August. And he still turns me on :flowers:
 
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