(December 16, 2015 at 3:13 pm)Clueless Morgan Wrote:

(December 16, 2015 at 10:57 am)pocaracas Wrote: She's some 8 time zones away.
As the sun sets here, she basks in its glorious noon rays.
She'll see the stars that lull me to sleep at the time I get up.

Psssh! I just showed you a picture this morning of what happens when I bask in glorious noonday rays NEVAH AGAIN!!!

Ahh such a pretty shade of flamingo

480 miles, that's what.

(December 16, 2015 at 3:46 pm)Thumpalumpacus Wrote: 480 miles, that's what.

That's cute.

Ouch. Flamingo sounds painful. We have some medically minded people here on the boards. I'd suggest you post an thorough batch of photos so that we can check for damage. No cost to you of course!

My wife often deviously leads me into conversations that, to me, are utterly pointless but are of the highest significance to her at the time.

"I see you got lunch at Subway in New Orleans."

"Yes."

"You didn't tell me you were going to eat in New Orleans."

"It was spur of the moment. I got off the ship later than expected and was hungry."

"Yeah, but you didn't tell me you were planning to do that."

"I know. It wasn't a plan. It was spur of the moment."

<Feeling exasperation welling up, Crossless1 reaches for the remote, hoping it's over>

"Why didn't you bring me a sub? I always think of you."

*Sighs and puts down the remote* "It was 2:00 and I wasn't going to be back in town until 4:00, and I still had to go back to the office. You said we were having dinner at 6:00, so I really didn't think the sub would be an issue."

"Yeah, but I would have brought you a sub. What if I hadn't eaten?"

"Did you eat lunch?"

"Yes, but you could have thought of me anyway."

<Crossless1 stares into the middle distance, knowing this will go on for another 15 minutes>

That they don't exist.

(December 14, 2015 at 12:44 pm)Cthulhu Dreaming Wrote: She doesn't give herself credit for being awesome.

(December 14, 2015 at 1:22 pm)Judi Lynn Wrote: He sleeps on his back, which causes vapor lock by his balls to his ass, thus presenting snoring.
He doesn't use common sense much of the time.
He procrastinates. A lot.

That first one though....

Scary. If I didn't know better I could easily conclude that you were my wife talking about me.

As for my wife, she's almost perfect. The one thing that I've just learned to accept and navigate as best as possible is her immediate frustration and borderline fury if things don't go precisely the way she envisioned. An example would be while living in NYC and riding a train and missing our stop, of course I'm entirely to blame. I simply say 'fuck me', get off at the next stop, cross over and go back; no big deal, minor inconvenience. For her it's as if the world suddenly stopped rotating. 

In the early days these situations caused arguments. After 20 years of marriage, I'll let her say her piece and after I simply state "improvise, adapt, and overcome". This is a verbal cue that means I take full responsibility, warranted or not, and am already engaging all my powers to rectify the situation to her liking.

(December 16, 2015 at 5:24 pm)Whateverist the White Wrote: Ouch. Flamingo sounds painful. We have some medically minded people here on the boards. I'd suggest you post an thorough batch of photos so that we can check for damage. No cost to you of course!

I don't have a thorough batch of photos, just the one I took 6 years ago when it happened.

The fact that I no longer have one, nor a way to obtain one.