This scene from James Gunn’s movie Super (featuring Rainn Wilson, Ellen Page and Liv Tyler) hits pretty close to home…
OK, maybe NOT the cosplay aspect of it but the particular predicament the two characters are in. I find myself in that situation almost every night. The wife is horny as all get-out and me, not so much. I’m rarely in the mood nowadays. I can’t seem to get myself into gear with all the stresses of the day rolling around in my head: Our bleak financial situation, my low self esteem, my old middle-aged body, the mounting pressures from my so-called career and of course the stress from raising kids. I’m pretty sure money would cure my ills. If I didn’t have to worry about bills and my every growing debt that I’ve accumulated, I’m positive that I’d be having some brain crushing sex all the time. So, until I win my millions, the wife just needs to leave me alone…
It never fails. some little thing will ruin the evening. some stupid little thing.
So, the wife calls and tells me to pull out those chicken tenders from the freezer and put ‘em in the oven for the kids to eat later. Well, I thought she said “chicken tenders” but apparently she said “chicken wings” and that ladies and gentlemen started the downward spiral for this evening.
shit.
when she got home, I got an earful when she saw that I had chicken tenders ready instead of chicken wings. WTF. what’s the big deal, right?
Well, for the wife, this was the typical example of ME not *listening* to her. She’s always going on about me and the kids not respecting her or paying attention to what she has to say.
But hell – if she’s constantly yelling at me and kids, OF COURSE, we’re going to tune her out. geez.
yeah, yeah, yeah. if ya need me, you’ll find me in the doghouse for the next few days…
For our wedding anniversary, I arranged for my parents to take the kids so that I could take the wife out for dinner. Man, it has been a while since we had a quiet evening to ourselves. It was refreshing and we both had a great time out to celebrate our anniversary. Our dinner was delicious and my meal in particular went well with the tall glass of beer I had. the wife had a margarita but couldn’t finish it so being the gentleman that I am, I finished it for her. Yup, I was feeling mighty good at the end of our meal. After a rough year of disagreements and me being sent to the “dog house” multiple times throughout the year, I’m glad to see that we made it through all that and our relationship is surprisingly stronger than ever. whew. Here’s to another year and many more to come…
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