HOWEWARD BOUND

Well after 4 days of bachelorhood, TLW (The Little Woman) is on her way home. Needless to say I am happy she is, I was enjoying myself too much, and feel no married man should feel that happy about anything. I mean, after all marriage trains you to be prudent, compromising, and practice self-denial as ways of showing true love.

Being a well trained husband, I am prudent, never ever mentioning another woman unless it is a sister or my Mother, I always compromise, sometimes she is right and sometimes I am wrong, and I always allow her to hold the remote.

One of the fun things this week was holding the remote both in the den and in bed, raising the bed to a height I like, and eating everything I shouldn’t. Funny thing is I had absolutely not one Jack Daniel’s Manhattan all week! On top of it all, I went to the doctor for a check up and lost more weight, I am now down to 92.5% of my original weight! I think tonight I’ll celebrate with a drink or two.

Funny thing is I went to the doctor and one of his middle to older nurses escorted me to the scale to weight me, and I felt like I was on the Ponderosa, herding a cow to the pasture, and I had to endure her scrutiny.

The doctor was all chipper, took my blood pressure (130/80) then remarked the sun was finally coming out. (No doctor, that is just my disposition from my weight loss.)

Speaking of “happy” my dog Happy did her usual routine this morning of looking for TLW before deciding to come with me downstairs. I’ll be happy tomorrow morning when TLW can again escort the dog downstairs. (It’s really a woman thing.)