Neanderpundit

In some homes, the forgetting of an aniversary or a birthday can be a source of some serious trouble for the absent minded one. The day of my wedding was one of the worst of my adult life, and I wasted no effort to inform the Mrs of this fact; Even then, I was solely interested in the Marriage, and not the wedding. However, it was her wish, so we did as she wished, and part of the quid pro quo is I have no recollection of what day it occurred. Oh, sure, sometimes I dig up an old journal entry and it occurs to me, but for the most part, I have no idea.

Flowers, etc. are also not part of the normal procedure here- I do send them sometimes, or bring them home, but it’s not a habit and not overdone.

No, I’m not the ‘average guy” and if i were married to an ‘average” woman di suppose I’d be in a great deal of trouble because of it.

On the other hand, there are things the Ogwife does that please me no end, and things I do to please her, and those things enrich our lives immeasurably, though they are incredibly simple and cost nothing.

I have a lifelong habit of rising early BUT ONLY ON MY DAY OFF. One of the things I do for the Ogwife that (apparently) endears me to her, is I will get up and make her breakfast. Usually the daughter is up and around,so I make sure she’s eaten, and I eat, and when I know the wife needs to be getting up, I fry up two eggs, over easy, with the whites cooked but the yolks soft, two slices of buttered white toast, four strips of crisp lean bacon, a cup of coffee with a generous splorp of vanilla cream, a bottle of water. THe daughter corrals the dog as I bring in breakfast and the wife enjoys her breakfast in peace, maybe watching some TV or just sitting in bed.

This costs nothing, and yet if anyone has ever brought breakfast to you, you completely understand how wonderful this is.

Try this: buy a dozen roses for $97, and take them home. The next weekend, make her breakfast in bed. See which one gets you more props.

Since I’ve been blogging, Mrs Du Toit has been an on-again off-again presence in the community. This is certainly not due to fickleness on her part, but rather because she often finds herself becoming too busy to maintain the site. Before she gets swamped again, go visit her, and go join her new message board, “The Salon”. She has had some incredibly interesting discussions in the past, and if you measure someone by the vociferousness of their detractors, she is mighty indeed (as should come as no surprise to her readers). Go.

THe Ogwife was ill last night, the oglet watched a marathon of her favorite kids stories, I watched the Marx brother’s movies. At midnight we drank Sparkling Grape juice and went to bed, amid the sounds of slackjawed yokels incinerating their paychecks witht he help of Krazy Kaplan.

This morning, i seem the only creature in my neighborhood to have been awake before noon, and certainly the only family not heavily hung over. I feel like dressing up, knocking on doors, and rousing every neighbor with a steaming plate of greasy fried eggs and a loud and hearty “Happy New Year”.

For all the times I’ve worked until outrageous hours and been woken from a sound sleep by a lawnmower, they deserve it…. but I’m not that mean.