Re: Intellectual Intercourse
Dunno why you’re getting so worked up. It’s not like you’re marrying me, you have a wonderful husband so why does it bother you what I think about relationships. Screw Chaibiskut and her elitism. Sounds like you’re trying hard to convince yourself you’ve done the right thing. I recall you mentioning you don’t necessarily have much in common with your other half but that you’re happy. Good for you, I genuinely wish you all the best. But now you’ve turned into a cliche, wearing your nikahfied status like a badge of validation. I’m slightly embarrassed for you. Telling Stoppit that life would teach her otherwise was downright catty. Me no likey catty women.
No one’s denying you’re the relationship guru here. Forget me, I’ll eat my IQ points. The day you told Bob’s unwed mother to keep at it because “the sex gets better,” is the day I knew you were awesome. That’s what marriage is all about. I’ll defer to you when it comes to indulging jack rabbits who call weddings off because shucks, turns out the big O only happens in erotic literature.
I feel sorry for Bob, I really do. That kid needs another place to gestate.