When my wife and I were dating a hundred years ago, she would hunt with me and I would go to musicals and plays with her. You know how it was...young and in love and open to new experiences.
Over the many, many years however, things have changed. There are now certain things that my wife has forbidden me to do on her behalf.
1. I am not allowed to touch her laundry. No problem, I won't touch any of it.
2. When we were in our early twenties, I picked up a matching outfit for her at a department store. It was purplish in color, a matching top and pants, and it was not cheap. Back then we weren't making any money and I think this outfit was around $60-$70 IIRC. I good chunk of money for us. But, I think it was her birthday and I wanted her to have it.
When she opened the package, she initially liked it. Then she tried the outfit on. The crotch of the pants hung down close to her knees. She said she looked like M.C. Hammer and refused to wear the outfit. So back it went in spite of my protests and unrequited encouragement.
I no longer buy clothes for her.
For those of you who don't remember M.C. Hammer (famous for "Can't Touch This" ), here he is. I have to say that the outfit I chose looked much nicer and more tasteful than this!
3. As a child, I grew up with my mother and grandmother cutting all the children's hair. So as a father, I would cut my children's hair on occasion to save a few bucks. One day my wife asks if I could trim her bangs. She said she needed them shorter and didn't have time to get to the beauty shop. "No problem" I says and proceeded to trim them a little.
Back then, the wife had bangs and would put the curling iron to them. She didn't bring that to my attention. I trimmed her bangs to the middle of her forehead and feathered them. I was rather pleased with myself for doing a good job and saving some money.
She left for a few minutes and then came back in with a Yosemite Sam scowl on her face.
She had put the curling iron to her bangs and she looked something like this.
I didn't hear the end of it for over a month until they grew back out. We laugh about it today, but I am not allowed within 10 feet of her hair with a pair of scissors!
So what have you and your spouse agreed that you are no longer allowed to do for the other?
Over the many, many years however, things have changed. There are now certain things that my wife has forbidden me to do on her behalf.
1. I am not allowed to touch her laundry. No problem, I won't touch any of it.
2. When we were in our early twenties, I picked up a matching outfit for her at a department store. It was purplish in color, a matching top and pants, and it was not cheap. Back then we weren't making any money and I think this outfit was around $60-$70 IIRC. I good chunk of money for us. But, I think it was her birthday and I wanted her to have it.
When she opened the package, she initially liked it. Then she tried the outfit on. The crotch of the pants hung down close to her knees. She said she looked like M.C. Hammer and refused to wear the outfit. So back it went in spite of my protests and unrequited encouragement.
I no longer buy clothes for her.
For those of you who don't remember M.C. Hammer (famous for "Can't Touch This" ), here he is. I have to say that the outfit I chose looked much nicer and more tasteful than this!
3. As a child, I grew up with my mother and grandmother cutting all the children's hair. So as a father, I would cut my children's hair on occasion to save a few bucks. One day my wife asks if I could trim her bangs. She said she needed them shorter and didn't have time to get to the beauty shop. "No problem" I says and proceeded to trim them a little.
Back then, the wife had bangs and would put the curling iron to them. She didn't bring that to my attention. I trimmed her bangs to the middle of her forehead and feathered them. I was rather pleased with myself for doing a good job and saving some money.
She left for a few minutes and then came back in with a Yosemite Sam scowl on her face.
She had put the curling iron to her bangs and she looked something like this.
I didn't hear the end of it for over a month until they grew back out. We laugh about it today, but I am not allowed within 10 feet of her hair with a pair of scissors!
So what have you and your spouse agreed that you are no longer allowed to do for the other?
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