Cheap Thrills
Creativity
is the mother of keeping daily life on a shoestring budget from becoming
ho-hum.
Our need to be frugal with
entertainment keeps my husband local; in front of the TV. On the side table next to where I sit on our
comfy loveseat beside my hubby in front of his electronic mistress Boob Tube
Betty, that seductress of attention via mind numbing massage, I keep foot cream.
As
Betty lures my husband visually with her explosions and fast vehicles, my work
is hands-on. Starting at his feet, I'm
in competition for his attention. My odd
fetish of finding this humble service relaxing myself, works to help digestion
after dinner and connecting us hands to feet while questioning Alex Trebec.
Prying
my husband from Betty before dinner came about with the concept of sexy mashed
potatoes. Since he doesn't like whipped
potatoes and my mashing left lumps, I prepared the spuds as usual, saving the
last step for him. I promised to watch
his biceps bulge as he pounded with the manal masher. He seemed to enjoy this because he could
assure the texture was to his liking.
Could I get away with sexy meatballs?
Goading
a loved one to the table without Betty lit up as the center piece can be
challenging. Although allowing her in
the bedroom, I yank her cable when it comes to replacing my lit candles for her
lit monitor.
I
don't trust myself to not turn certain subjects of conversation volutile during
our evening meal, so I adopt other people's words. Recently, I printed out Bill Withers' lyrics
to the song, "Lean On Me" after hearing it sung on the "Mike and
Molly" situation comedy (alright, thanks Betty). I put the copy at our man's place setting as
a foretasty reminder. During dinner our
attempts at harmony were more fun than a half hour of Betty. The key was choosing a song with a tune
familiar to both of us that had meaning.
Timing
is everything. A spouse knows when to
suggest something new, and when to let Betty have her way after a long
miserable work day that's left a spouse empty for antics. That's when only Betty will do, and I'm
grateful for her.
