You have a least one completely, utterly, unabashedly ridiculous thing you wish for in a husband/wife.
I think we all do.
Mine?
Legion.
But among them,
I have this spectacularly obtuse desire to marry a wealthy man.
The kind of guy who drives a fancy car.
(even though I mock them on the freeway)
The kind of guy who doesn’t bat an eye at a $400 dinner for two.
(even though I would have a brain hemorrhage from that kind of frivolity)
I think a great deal of that stems from this last while of being
unemployed, necessarily frugal and scared.
Even though I know (I know!) that wealth does not mean happiness,
and even the most wealthy can lose every penny,
I just…long for tangible security, I s’ppose.
So there’s my ricockulousness.
What are yours?
Jan 19, 2011 @ 17:41:58
So that’s why you’re with me…
Jan 19, 2011 @ 18:04:23
Yep.
You’re just my Sugar Daddy.
Now where’s my Ferrari?
Jan 20, 2011 @ 13:49:50
Aw – you two are adorable! As for ridic expectations in my spouse… I probably have so many of them that I don’t even know they’re ridiculous anymore. How about chewing with your mouth closed?