I think it could safely be said that I am the warm fuzzy type and Blain is the cold “prick”ly type. I often use terms of endearment and he, let’s just say, doesn’t. Before I head off for work today I go to have a smoke with Blain in the garage smoking room.
“Hi, honey.”
“Don’t you have to go to work?”
“I have to leave in 15 mintues.”
“Don’t you have to take a shower or something?”
“No, I just wanted to spend a few minutes with you before I have to leave.”
“What?, am I a gay guy now?”
“No, because you would be much funner to hang out with. Gay guys make the best girlfriends!”
I shouldn’t be so hard on him though. By the time I got home he managed to keep the girls on schedule, feed them dinner, get their showers and off to bed, clean up the house, do the dishes, get some laundry done and move all of the boxes out of my office to the garage storage room. He may not be cooing over me, but atleast he is not a slob! Gotta love him for that!
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