It's a teenage perspective to be able to drop a deuce in front of your s/o without feeling embarrassed about it? Man I don't know if I can disagree with this harder. If I'm with someone, I want it to be a "ride or die, no secrets" sort of arrangement. The type where you could come home and say "Oops, I accidentally hit a biker on the way home" and their first response is "Where are we hiding the body?" To me that says more about the closeness of a relationship than anything else. Maybe I just value honesty too much.
That is very likely. I have known friends longer than my wife. It's not the same. I didn't pledge a lifetime commitment to them, and when you do that and work through your conflicts because of that commitment, there are rewards you don't experience in casual relationships. I heard it said, and i believe, "love is a commitment".....that opposed to "we'll try it and see if it works out." You and I can point to "marriages" that fail rather quickly. They never experienced what I'm talking about.
You are right. You don't need my permission to do anything you want. I have known couples in their 70's and 80's that have been married to the same spouse since they were 18. All I'm saying is....you don't have nearly what they have!
It's a teenage thing to think there can never be too much 'togetherness'. It's honeymoon stage stuff. Reality dictates that the togetherness as expressed in the honeymoon stage does not work over many decades. It strips all mystery and individuality from the two humans who are trying to retain the spark of 'otherness' over a lifetime. Anyone who's been married or bonded for more than a couple of decades knows this. We should all have a few secrets. I would absolutely hate it if my husband shared his every last thought with me. I'd probably kill him. And I'm fairly sure he'd be less than thrilled to know my every passing thought. Mystery is very important to romance. Nothing at ALL to do with honesty. We're not talking about dangerous secrets, we're talking about ordinary day-to-day human stuff. That's the stuff best left unsaid and unseen.
Many of whom probably started married life in single beds, 1950's style. There's a lot to be said for separate bedrooms/beds. In fact I suspect that separate bedrooms might be the most likely to promote long term romantic mystery and allure. You're forever 'dating', while still sharing the practicalities of life. I like it
Dunno, we're not snorers at my house. Well, not unless really really tired I understand that many had separate beds in the 50's because they didn't want the kiddies seeing them all bundled up together under the covers. Silly reason of course, but it probably worked for them in terms of marital longevity.
I have seen my wife floss, and she's seen me do so as well, but it's actually kind of rare. I usually leave for work while she's still asleep, so while I have no real issue with her seeing me - and she has no issue with me seeing her floss - we mostly miss that part of each other's lives.
When I first met my wife, we saved flossing until the third date. I did not want to appear cheap in any way. There was a level of commitment.
There was nothing uncivil about it, just being realistic. When you have kids, you get exposed to most bodily fluids, and as the parent, it's your job to clean it up.
Everyone says and thinks that, but it's different when it's your own child. The most important thing is that your child is comfortable and clean. Besides, they become potty trained eventually.
I think all of that stuff depends on the individual. When I find a woman that can burp the alphabet without stopping, I will marry her.
Ugh. I hate little babies. They are so small, vurnable and apathetic. They are kind of scary too. They are so much cooler around age 5-10 and then, when puberty kicks in, they start to suck again.
I love babies. At age 5-10, they can talk and they do . . . a lot. Babies are sweet and love you. Just the way they look at you melts your heart, especially when they flash you a cute little baby smile and make cute little baby sounds. You are right about the teen years though. You still love them of course, but they aren't as cute anymore and most teens are PITAs because that is just the phase in life they are going through. Takes a LOT of patience to parent a teen.
Sounds lovely. I do not know what it is, but babies scare the heck out of me. Let'em marry at 13, just like in the good ol' days.
Noooooo. That would be a terrible idea. Lol. Teenagers tend to make really BAD decisions and tend to be quite irresponsible too. They are still kids and still learning about life, sometimes through trial and tribulation but let's not take it to extremes now! Ha ha! You are afraid of little babies.
During lunch break at my old job, my friends and I would sit there and chug soda and have burping contests. Not something I would do at a restaurant or anything though.