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Originally Posted by happy_terd
BAH. Of course my wife wants me to go out in the middle of the rain and get her some chick flick ( No greater love) at block buster and a starbucks treat.
I dont mind so much having to go, but I swear sometimes that woman waits until I am settled for the night before she sends me off. It's as if my test of love for her is am willing to put back on my pants. (im wearing house shorts...dont get excited lol)
*grin* may make a short stop at the local pub for a quick beer though...to keep warm.
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Hmmm. Well, pregnancy hormones do odd things. I'm the opposite. I never ask Chris to go get me anything unless for some reason I'm physically incapable of getting it myself at the time. Or he offers
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