How To Disarm A Woman

This one is dedicated to all the men who think they know the answer to "Honey, do I look fat in these jeans?" and all the women who suffered through their replies.

Happy New Year! May your 2009 be full of happiness and joy :)



It was one of those swinging hormone days. I could see the fear in his eyes. He was close to the line of fire. He knew before I did, there was no right thing he could say. Resigned to his fate my husband looked at me pleadingly with that deer in the headlights glaze as I fired.............." I look old and fat. Don't I?"

Quickly I glanced at myself in the mirror and then returned my full attention to my opponent. I stared him down and waited for him to strike or run!

Suddenly to my surprise the look of fear dissipated. It was replaced with a twinkle in his eyes. His face lit. His lips curled. He grinned and replied, "You are beautiful, and I don't deserve you."

What could I say? I was instantly disarmed. Surrender was imminent. There was nothing left to do. Graciously I replied, "You are crazy, and that's why I love you."

Although the battle was lost, I couldn't help chuckling to myself as I walked away satisfied that I had won the war. Truth be told the battle of the bulge and wrinkles will inevitably be lost, but love conquers all.

You see, my wise husband understood that the underlying question I was really asking was "Do you and will you continue to love me despite the wrapper?" What a guy!