Perhaps the toughest thing that came along with having twin baby girls is the fact that I rarely ever get “man time.” Now make no mistake, it is a dream to have two of the most beautiful little girls the world has ever seen. And my wife, well, we are the very best of partners.
To put things in perspective, the residents of my house include, of course my darling wife, my two beautiful twin daughters, my mother-in-law and her female care-giver, my female dog, and a female cat. My nemesis, the orange cat is the only other male in the house. And he has had his testicles removed…hardly a worthy ally.
Anyway, it sure would be nice to have a buddy to call up now and then to chat about hockey, motorcycles and the wacky things that we have done in the years gone by. I’m getting the feeling it is time to head out of town for a couple of hours of motorcycle thrills. Or at least go for a coffee with a buddy?
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2 responses to “Missing the “Man Time” Part of Life”
Hey…. you never call me. I call BS. I think you love being the man of the house and can’t get enough of it.
My only respite is…the Big Green Meany. You are the only guy I know who works longer hours than I do. AND, you are the guy who always answers when I call. Thanks Dude.