Saturday, December 5, 2015

The Gorgeous Blonde is leaving me

Last night TGB bought a plane ticket to London for a Ben Marwood concert. I love Ben Marwood. I am not going to get to see Ben Marwood.

Also, Frank Turner will be there.

So she is leaving me for a few days in December to go to a show in Londontown. I could not be happier for her.

No, it's not just because I can skip taking a shower for a few days while I do nothing more than play video games.

Okay, it's a little that.

Before we were married TGB took me on a cruise. She likes to cruise. I enjoyed it. I was disappointed to discover that the rogue waves that knocked the ship around were not typical on subsequent cruises.

Anyway, she told me either on that cruise or shortly thereafter that she'd always wanted to go on a cruise alone. Seemed odd to me that she never had if she'd always wanted to. Sometime later she went on a cruise alone. She thanked me for letting her go on a cruise alone.

That's when I realized that my fiercely independent wife was still sometimes burdened with the bullshit role playing we still do as a society.

I told her I wasn't letting her do anything. I told her she was a grown ass woman who can do as she pleases because her life is her own and if there is a thing that matters to her she should not only do it but, she has every right to expect any man who loves her to support the shit out of it. But she never needs permission.

And that, gentlemen, is how you ruin a woman for other men.

Titty sprinkles!