April 16, 2008
Love For Sale
Remember that old Beatles’ song, “Can’t Buy Me Love”?
Don’t you believe it.
To a hard-working wife, “stuff” is a wonderful benefit. Yet, guys, come on– we women really don’t want the stuff that gives us more to do– toaster ovens, food choppers, coffeemakers. Those are things we expect. They are part and parcel of the job, ya know? By now you husbands probably have arms up in air, eyes rolling, wondering aloud, “Well then, what?”
Jacuzzi.
Oh yeah. The staff of life. Men, we women want a Jacuzzi.
Maybe you men think we wives have it easy here at home all day. Yeah, right. That’s why you have this insatiable desire to quit your job to stay home with the kids, right? Deep down, you guys know that we women work hard, 24/7. We are always on call. Dirty diapers, health insurance applications, soccer practice, math homework, sick kids, babysitting, cleaning toilets, telemarketers… And it is sometimes very stressful. So unless you husbands are willing to rub our backs all night and work out those tension knots (which isn’t a bad idea, either), what women want is a Jacuzzi. I don’t have one (not yet– still working on it) but someday I’m going to get one. Just the thought of sinking my weary, worrisome carcass into a hot tub of bubbles and fragrance make my heart melt and my eyes glaze over.
You love your wife? Prove it. Get her a Jacuzzi. ![]()


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