Sunday, February 14, 2021

On painting the ceiling blue

 “Blue, Blue, I think I will paint the ceiling blue.”

This is the punch line from a joke, a mortgage broker told him when they were first married.  He thinks of it often now as he lays in bed at night.  He remembers an earlier time as they shared a late-night intimacy. How many times had she been in this position? On her back fulfilling his needs, as she went over the things, she needed to do the following day.

Wash the dishes, check.

Clean the bathroom, check.

Making out a grocery list, check.

Feed the dog, check.

What is it about intimacy that drives men to their women? Even after decades of only memories, still, it is the first thing he thinks of in the morning and the last thing, he thinks of at night.

It can be said that a man only thinks of two things, the last time he made love and what he must do to receive it again.

This is the thing he wishes more women understood.

God designed us to desire intimacy.  It is hard-wired in us.  Used properly it is the strongest tool  women possess to shape their man.

I have heard it said that women when they are pregnant, project a hormone that prepares men to be good fathers.  

Men remember your woman, protect her, her children, and her priceless power she shares with you.

 

The joke.

What is the difference between a hooker, a mistress and a wife?

A hooker says, “Was it good for you?”

A mistress says, “It was good for me.”

A wife says, “Blue, blue, I think I will paint the ceiling blue.?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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