We'll help anyway we can. All of us.
Won't we, guys? :stare:
After all, we 're all a bunch of romantic goofs without girlfriends here anyway -at least I am, ok, I'm aware that some of us got lucky..
still, we're romantic goofs, 'kay?!?
And we'll help in anyway we can, because deep down we all want a girlfriend who would do something like this for us (and you are headed for a very happy marriage if you keep this up.)
Ok, I'm dishing out some relational advise -unsolicited, so skip it if you wish
-I'm a single dad with a nearly 4yr old rambunctious son at home and my girlfriend broke up a month ago....
So I'm the perfect guy to give advise as well
1 Let him protect you, or feel like he's protecting you, at all times. Make him feel like he's in change and calling the shots, even though the both of you know this isn't true.
2 You give him a reason to come straight home after work e.v.e.r.y single evening, and he'll go out of his way to lavish you with attention, for the rest of his natural life.
Even when the kids have arrived and [self censored] your spending 14hrs a day on them, still spend two on him
Even if he's working a job as an Insurance anolyst, let him protect you
this sounds simple, but if that were the case then 1 out of every 2.4 Americans wouldn't be filing for divorce.
the reason being in my views that equality of the sixes has pushed away the need for understanding basics in a mixed six relationship. And that basis being that once established these roles cannot be swapped during the relationship, ever.
Sure, you can borrow each others role on occasion, as long as each person knows that the role was borrowed, and will be returned without any dings/dents/key-marks or other scratches in it.
This is because of the obvious following statement:
You can never protect your man the way he can protect you, because we are men, pure and simple.
He can never make you feel as good as you can make him feel, because again, we are simple, visually orientated creatures who think of six seven out of ever ten seconds. The other three seconds we reserve for dealing with reality.
Well, that's it really. everything else is detail. Maybe I'm just old fashioned, I'm certainly old (he says as he tries to remember as far back as being 25, and gets stuck on remembering the big hair of the time, and Miami Vice..)
I just restarted a huge add on that's been eating up all of my time these days (I think my son grew another inch, I'll have to check..), but I'll gladly donate any skills in me towards helping you any way I can.
The Flying Dutchman can wait a little longer
Besides, I build up karma credit towards finding a suitable significant other who would be a good mom for my son.
so, any questions you have you can post here or PM to me if you want. If I don't know the answer (happens a lot btw
) I probably know who does since I hover around here about 20 hours a day, it seems
And I'll tell Acky we haves us a wasteland wedding to organize -although you'll have to put up with him being a brides maid and wanting a brides dress, with bonnet.
:clap: oh-boy-oh-boy-oh-boy-oh-boy
[breaks out into song, which is an acquired taste at best]
Acolyte's going to a wedding,
Acolyte's going to a wedding,
and eat lots of cake,
and eat lots of cake,
and then we throw rocks,
and then we throw roc-
"It's
rice, Acky. We throw
rice, not rocks."
oh..., ok.
and then we throw rice,
and then we throw rice...
And thats gonna itch,
and thats gonna itch,
and then they're gonna-
"Acky, shut up already."