My love of UGA football. Go Dawgs!
I like my job, very challenging and frustrating at times, but those times are few and far between. I love my boss! Wait a minute, I am the boss, of course I love myself.
Ridiculous! My medical advisor (physician wife) says that is complete nonsense. And if you think of it, there would be a lot of impotent men walking around, no hard cocks, no sex and no children, the end of civilization.
Not particularly fond of being called baby or calling my wife baby, but if it happens, neither of us is militant about it. I have my pet name for her, which is an endearing derivative of her real name. What gets under my skin is being called Hun. I hate that, especially from someone I don't know.
Nudity is a way of life at my house, not that I am all the time, but when I want to be, I am...as well as other members of my family. No embarrassment, perfectly normal.
To each is own...however, F/F does nothing for me.
At a party last year, one of our friends said to my wife, "Get a drink in Eric and he becomes a wild man." My wife's response was, "That is funny you said that, Eric does not drink, all he has had is Club Soda with lime." I do that purposely, it looks like I am having a cocktail, when I actually am not.
I most often call the shots, but I don't think that is controlling. I listen to what she likes and wants, then act accordingly. She does the same with me...a perfect blend.
There are many on my list, but my number one is my fellow Georgia Boy, Buz Bono.
Casablanca I have seen it so many time I can recite the dialog of each character.
Another One Bites The Dust!
It used to be 45 miles one way to my GFs (now my wife) condo. However, I would have driven to the end of the world just to be with her.
Been there, done that! I was a teenage husband and father. Stupid farm boy did not wear condoms. No regrets, have two wonderful children from that 15 year union.