We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Somebody referred to the royal wedding as "chick crack." I think it was. I keep hearing about the hats, and I have learned over the years that hats and shoes are crack to females even though guys rarely notice them. Here are some good clips from the pageant.
Speaking of weddings, a horny Insty linked this piece on hot marital sex. Daily sounds pretty good to me. When I was younger, I was a twice-daily guy, or at least a would-be twice-daily guy. However, back then, one time did not mean just "once."
It doesn't take much to keep a guy happily married: lots of sex fun, decent and abundant meals made with love if not with expertise, letting him have his alone time, no nagging about his many flaws, some interesting conversation, no inquiring about his "feelings," and otherwise just generally appreciating his unique wonderfulness. Create a beautiful life for him to live in, and make home a soft, loving haven without the negativity and hassles of life out there. That's all we ask for, ladies. Without those things, our lives aren't very pleasant.
The problem is that the Mrs. is now imagining herself at age 24, marrying Prince William or Duke William or whoever he is. He's a military pilot, too, and most of us guys are neither prince nor military pilot. However, being a hard-working, honest, decent, horny, God-fearing, self-reliant American citizen ought to be enough for any lucky woman.
Being Prince is pretty rare, but ANYONE can be a "military grade pilot". Richard Bach wrote, in his book "Stranger to the Ground", that the USAF should take a 14-year old kid and somebody's 65-year old grandmother and train them to fly fighters, just to show the world how easy it would be.
Of course, "Stranger to the Ground" was written back when the F-86 was THE hot performance jet, but I believe that airplanes (especially fly-by-wire aircraft) have gotten EASIER to fly rather than the opposite.
As you say, Barrister, "being a hard working honest, decent, God fearing, self reliant citizen ought to be enough for any lucky woman ..." As the Divine Sarah says, "You betcha." If you're all that and more that you are too modest to mention, Someone is indeed a very very lucky woman.
My ideal wife is one who brings comfort to me by solving all my partial differential equations and knows enough about tensors that she isn't intimidated by Einstein's field equations. As far as I'm concerned, that's just plain sexy. Of course, it helps if she looks like Sophia Loren, too.
That description fits my nephew's GF to a "T". He says she is a lot smarter than he is, and he's graduating with an EE degree from the University of Ohio next month. Or the GF of another nephew (Degree in astrophysics from University of Illinois last December). So there are some really book smart women out there. But can she cook? ...... *ducks head and runs....
'..lots of sex fun, decent and abundant meals made with love if not with expertise, letting him have his alone time, no nagging about his many flaws, some interesting conversation, no inquiring about his "feelings," and otherwise just generally appreciating his unique wonderfulness. Create a beautiful life for him to live in, and make home a soft, loving haven without the negativity and hassles of life out there. That's all we ask for, ladies."
That describes what my Significant Other is trying to do for me to a tee. Except for the alone time. I would really like to have a little more of that.
As for the Royal stuff and shoes being "chick crack', again, spot on.
This is just me but a plurality of women (clearly not all) simply want unlimited indulgences and unlimited license.
They want to have each and every whim and demand met immediately and a lovingly blind eye turned towards any fling they might have w/ their personal trainer or some other such 'real man.'
I'm sorry but that is what Feminism hath wrought. I have found it quite difficult to avoid women like the above description and nearly impossible to find women as described in the main part of this post.
You know we have been married for over twenty years and only in the last two or three years figured it out together. We started with GREAT birth control - an IUD for us was perfect - no more condoms which wreck the feeling and no pills or hormones for her. Next we found we liked Lingerie - not too racy - respectful elegant yet accessible things. The next step we found was that we preferred morning sex to evening sex and so we would get up early for each other - it is worth it because it is the first thing on our list not the last thing. Then we started ramping up our frequency we tried every other day and then we found we liked having marital relations so much we just decided to make love EVERY morning. We are in our fifties and there are no problems and all systems are working perfectly without drugs or lubricants or any interference. It is like use it or loose it but we truly enjoy one another and very frequent sex makes us happier and we look forward to waking up for one another and doing what comes naturally. We find ourselves to be healthy and this keeps us this way.