yin: “You know what I think would be romantic? If we went away together for the weekend. Maybe—oh, I dunno—stayed at a bed and breakfast up in the mountains or something.”
yang:
yang: “Listen: If you don’t want to wake up early to cook me my omelet and hashbrowns Sunday, just say so. But I’m not gonna piss away a couple hundred bucks to stay at some stranger’s place just because you don’t feel like breaking a few eggs, or peeling and pan frying a half-dozen fresh Idaho potatoes.”
Jimmy Dean will cut that shit up for you.
“I’ll just go down to Denny’s and have the Grand Slam for $3.99 plus tax. With coffe and tip, I figure I’ll save about $190.
And probably get better cooking.”
You didn’t tell her you just got a bunch of money, did you?
man, is it possible for me to be yang? or is this just some weird co-winky-dink?
TW says Yes.
Damn, last time I was in Denny’s it was $1.99, now I know I’m not going back…
Hmmm.
Just tell her to turn the dining table around and that’ll give her a whole new perspective.
The day I came back from my honeymoon, my wife offered to get up before me and make breakfast before I went to work. I said that was not necessary.
The offer was never repeated in the intervening 29 plus years…
Mark – you had your chance. Gotta strike while the iron is hot.
Once, many years ago, a friend and I were driving my Alfa Romeo Spyder across Arizona in the middle of the night at 120 miles per hour. (We were on a trip from Boise Idaho to New Orleans, but that’s another story)
Somewhere around 2 a.m. I saw a highway sign that said,”Grand Canyon – Exit 1 mile”. I had a vision of parking the Alfa on the rim of the canyon and sleeping there, awakening to watch the sunrise across the canyon.
“Grand Canyon – 1 mile. Want to stop?”, I asked.
Recall that at 120 mph one takes 30 seconds to travel a mile. My friend pondered for a moment.
“What for?”, she said. “It’s dark out”.
“Good point”, I replied, and we screamed past the canyon and into the night.
There was a muffled crashing noise as my romantic illusions hit the road there.
We broke up not too long after that.
Never let anyone tell you that females are all yins
Q. What does it mean when your wife stands there and nags at you while you’re watching TV in the den?
A. It mean the chain that attaches her to the stove is too long.
I’m thinking that you might want to tone it down a little. After all, you have to sleep sometime.