A cautionary tale.
Scribing at 2:48 a.m. on 2004-12-06
This is a cautionary tale ...
I went happily to bed last night pretty close to the same time as the Diva; and yes, that's rare enough to bear mentioning in and of itself. Our schedules are so wonky right now that we're very rarely in the room at the same time together, so hey .. that whole snuggin' thing rawks, yanno.
HOWEVER ...
After watching far too many Jet Li movies over the weekend; my darling wife decided to save us a bit of outgoing cash in the dental work department .. and as I settled in beside her delicately sleeping form, she turned over .. made a soft, delicate noise .. and coldcocked me right in the mouth with her elbow.
Ow.
Her amazing Kung-Fu grip notwithstanding, the woman nearly knocked me unconcious. Being that I was already in bed, I suppose that isn't as bad as it could have been; but still. Not the greeting a man looks forward to warmly, you know what I mean? Just .. 'mmmh? *snurfle* *BAM* *smek smek smek*'
Welcome home, Big Papa.
The cautionary part of the tale is this .. if you're planning on having a Jet Li film festival; or any type of many and varied Martial Arts asskicking movies played for an extended period, do NOT let your wife watch them with you. You THINK it would be great if your wife wanted to watch the same movies you do, but really, it's a health hazard. So find another hobby to indulge in with your spouse/significant other/bedwarmer type person. Or at least make sure your dental insurance isn't maxed out for the fiscal year.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.
*Donning protective helmet and heading off to bed*
