Friday, December 9, 2011

"But we don't have cones at home....?"

Tonight, we had dinner at one of the many local fine eating establishments in the area:  Dairy Queen.  We don't go there often but when we do, we usually get ice cream.  However, tonight, to my seven year old's dismay, we did not.  You see, Coral had not long ago purchased some delectable grocery store brand ice cream.  We (my wife and I) decided we would just eat that instead of getting the creamy soft serve at the restaurant.  When we announced that at the end of the meal, Connor says "but we don't have cones at home".  Fast forward about an hour...he did not eat any ice cream...not because of the cone but because he was full of fried chicken and French (side note: should that word be capitalized since they did not invent them?) fries.  He was really just eager to go to bed after his shower, as were his brothers.

Connor was just doing what most of us do.  He wanted it at first, but then after the thought (and the dinner) settled, it did not sound so great, cone or no cone.  How often do fathers do that?  Men sometimes eat too mush (wonder from their wives), under the allure that the ice cream with the cone (of the "other woman") is better.  Then they realize afterwards that the dinner (family) they had before was more filling and didn't make him sick, just sleepy.

Men need to wake up and be men.  Don't have relations with a woman until after you have fallen in love with her, after you have fully committed to her, and after you marry her.  And here is the kicker:  you should stay with her.  You have to stay with her.  You swore you would.  From the most elaborate to the simplest, all wedding vows have the whole "sickness/health", "good/bad", "thick/thin" lines in them.  And no matter how you feel at that moment of lust, or anger, or whatever, that is one half of the whole you.  There is nothing that will ever replace her, no matter how hard you try.  So don't try.

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