I'm seeking creative ideas on how to persuade my spouse that I simply must go to a travel meet in December. He didn't quite make vomit noises when I mentioned it, but looked a bit (not unduly) irritated/bewildered/annoyed by my desire to compete in meets. (He hasn't raced much lately.) The timing was likewise unappealing. Any thoughts?
I was contemplating calling my mother and begging for a visit.
C'mon, guys, this is too easy . . . we all know the way for a woman to get what she wants from a man, and it ain't shopping or food.
Don't withhold; deliver. Deliver until he's reduced to a whimpering, quivering wreck of his former self, cowering in a fetal position in the corner and moaning "sorry, hon, I just can't right now. Maybe after you get back from that three day meet thingie or whatever or something, but please just not right now. I'll watch the kids, don't worry, please just go now."
C'mon, guys, this is too easy . . . we all know the way for a woman to get what she wants from a man, and it ain't shopping or food.
Don't withhold; deliver. Deliver until he's reduced to a whimpering, quivering wreck of his former self, cowering in a fetal position in the corner and moaning "sorry, hon, I just can't right now. Maybe after you get back from that three day meet thingie or whatever or something, but please just not right now. I'll watch the kids, don't worry, please just go now."
