We continued to roll through Ohio for the several hours one does that. Eventually, following one of the many “What state are we in?” queries, Number One Son piped up. “You know, this nation is e-mother-effing-normous. And so’s Ohio.” Can’t argue with him there.
The bride’s father came down the aisle gave her hand to the groom, and the pastor began to speak of the wonders of married life. He talked about marrying your best friend, about keeping your relationship new, and about two lives becoming one. He talked about uniting this couple in the light of Jesus. That’s when the shooting started.
A Fascist, a Socialist, and a Blonde walk into a bar. Who buys the first round?
One secret to a happy marriage is to not spend too much time asking each other if you’re happy. Talk openly and honestly – the words “yes, dear” have saved our marriage more than once. If it’s 3:30 in the afternoon and your folks will be there in half an hour for dinner, that’s still time for a quickie. Babysitters are necessary once in a while and should be deductible on your taxes as a mental health expense. Life is short, and very few things are actually important in the long run. Being nice to each other is one of those few. Talk enough to make sure you know how to make each other happy. Don’t talk so much that you make each other unhappy. Don’t try too hard. Enjoy it!
Parenting is the ultimate B.F. Skinner experiment. Every word you say and every action you take will help to modify your kids’ behavior, however slightly. Try to make sure your actions reflect what you want “I love you” to mean.