How To Get Your Wife To Shut Up About Her Day

Sometimes women just need to talk about their day. It usually pays to listen and let her decompress. Don’t try to problem solve her day for her unless she explicitly asks for help with something that happened. Just listen, pay attention, nod and smile at the good bits. Usually what she most wants is attention, so treat it like a small stage production and clap for the good bits and boo the villains. Once she’s decompressed a little, she is usually far more receptive to you for the rest of the evening.
Of course, sometimes she does just go on and on and on, and having started listening it can become difficult and impolite to get yourself out of the conversation without looking like you’re flaking on her. Faking a seizure usually gets you out of a couple conversations a month, but beyond that you start looking more and more like a liability to her.
The solution is simple. You simply close the gap between you, pull her into you, and kiss her long and intensely until she loses her entire train of thought. If she wants your attention… she’ll get it lol.
Benedick: “Peace! I will stop your mouth.” [Kisses her.]     William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, V.iv.111
The kiss is at 2:34  Though watch from about 0:30 to 4:30 best enjoyment.

There’s some interesting stuff on marriage in general in there as well.

Cheaper Than Buying Her Drinks And Three Times As Effective

Cut your nails short and take an emery board and file them smooth.
Wash your hands. Use moisturising lotion and let it sink in.
She probably has everything you need somewhere in her side of the bathroom cabinet already.
Now try and get your hands in her pants…
A little KY Liquid doesn’t hurt either. It’s cheaper than buying her drinks and three times as effective. True Story.

Sexy Move: Breakfast Sans Game

Tonight I just feel awfully tired and worn out. Had a very early start today and a long day followed, tomorrow is a later start and won’t finish until extremely late. I’m not sick but the pollen count is just extreme in Connecticut right now and Sudafed and Claritin make my brain feel fuzzy.
Jennifer and I both work for the same company and have done so for almost our entire marriage. We do work in different departments though and only see each other at work maybe once a week in passing. We both have flexible schedules so that’s a major help with childcare issues. Tomorrow the plan is she’ll get a couple hours of work done and I’ll drop daughter number two off at school, then Jennifer and I will meet each other for breakfast at Friendly’s. After that my long day starts and she’ll have 5-6 hours to run on hers. It’s about as much as we’ll truly see of each other tomorrow until I get home about 9-930pm.
It’s funny that even living together and working for the same place, we have to find the time for each other some days. Work has even been so overwhelming for both of us that for the last year we’re even had to skip on breakfast together for months on end. We do Date Night about once even two months, but breakfast is really what our regular thing has been. Except we haven’t done it very much in like… forever.
Her department finally got the big State contract signed, this was about a six month process that took over a year. My department was meant to be five nurses, but we’ve been running with four forever, then it was three, then for a sick week in March it was just me and my DNS (Darth Nursing Supervisor – though mine is very nice). Today we’re at four, number five returns in two weeks, and six is coming soon. It’s a weird sense of relief and almost confusion of what I’ll actually be doing with full staffing finally.
In a few months daughter number two will finally be a middle schooler – which means the bus comes to the corner at 7:35am and picks her and her sister up and drops them off again at 3:00pm. Which means the endless frenzy to pick up and drop off is coming to a close soon enough. We’ll be able to have breakfast together any day of the week, pretty much whenever we want. It makes me happy, makes us happy.
Don’t get me wrong, I really like the sex. In the tough times that’s always been our lifeboat of togetherness. But I do also like to just sit and talk with her sans game. I just like her. Plus I like bacon.

Sexy Move: Lose Control aka The Barbaric Yawp

Much of what I talk about involves staying in careful control of yourself. Paying attention to what you are doing, why you are doing it, how you are doing it. Being mindful and having a plan. Overall this is a good practice but taken too far can make you a little less playful and animated than you could be.
There’s hardly enough time in one day to work, work out, work on the house, work on a hobby, work on the kid’s homework with them and work her over really good at the end of the day. All work and no play made Jack a dull boy, even if it’s all supposedly Sex Rank building stuff. Don’t forget to relax a little and have fun once in a while.
In the bedroom there’s a lot that can turn into work as well. Am I touching her just right? Is she going to orgasm? I’m doing this then this then that. I’m holding back on cumming because she’s not done yet. How do I look? She’s wearing something frilly to bed so now I gotta make sure this goes really well. We did it her on top the last two times and so I should be on top of her because she likes that but I’m so tired tonight.
A few rounds of that and sex turns into work. And you end up being very controlled in the act of making love. The old Woody Allen joke is that he thought of entire games of baseball when making love to delay cumming too quickly. I think modern guys tend to be so hyper focused on the mechanics of what they are in the middle of doing that they can lose enjoyment of the moment. I’m kissing like that, a little hair pulling like that, a little spank like that, kiss the boobs like that, doing the sexy move to the clit like that… after a while it’s kinda like playing Pussy Hero 4 on the Wii. Just mash the A Button until the meter fills up, and then it’s BBAB then DOWN UP DOWN really quickly to do the Ultimate Finishing Move.
Of course this is all just great for the wife, she gets a great orgasm, but you’re turning into her favorite vibrator. Which isn’t making her feel particularly sexy and desired.
The solution is simple, lose control.
What if she was so unbelievably sexy, you couldn’t control yourself with her? What if you having sex with her were so hot to you that your eyes glazed over and you basically mentally just check out for the entire thing? So just let yourself become a passenger as your body takes over and makes absolutely sure that you only care about one thing – getting semen deep into her vagina. Then once your body is finished with her body, you drift back to proper consciousness.
She may or may not orgasm from that. Frankly it doesn’t matter. She’ll feel sexy and desired though.
And don’t blow it by apologizing either. Try these phrases…
“Wow that was intense.”
“That was amazing, how did you do that to me?”
“I think my balls might hurt a little.”
“Can we not do that more than twice a week please.”
“Holy crap that was just half a tab of Viagra.”
“We’re gonna stay married together forever right.”
“What year is it?”
“I’m starting to like you I think.”
“This was consensual right?”
(Or if you think you can pull it off…)
“I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you”
I’m not saying you do this every time, that’s going to get a little old after a while, but once in a while it’s going to make her feel sexy and desirable. Which in turn is going to prime her pump for more in the future.
For the most part I tend to work fairly hard on being in control with Jennifer and making sure she orgasms (if she wants it, which is most times), but then there is usually a vague crossing over to this out of control sense. Usually it’s the last 5-30 seconds before I come. On occasion though it’s earlier. There is a small element of acting to make it happen, but also a larger element of just going with it as well.
And when you cum into her, don’t just hold your breath and ejaculate. Make some noise of some sort and thrust hard as you pour into her. Be like tiger. RAWR!
Perhaps even a Barbaric Yawp…

Jennifer Answers Questions

All righty then…it’s Jen here for the first question answering installment.  And now, in random order, a few questions answered…
Were you always like that, or did you notice a change in Athol’s attitude (game) at one specific point in your marriage, and then responded to it?
Weren’t you uncomfortable/resisting against this change from “his old self”?
There was no point in our marriage where I had an “aha moment”.  He has grown and changed, just as I have grown and changed, in a gradual way.  I didn’t see the changes as related to a book he had read or a technique he was experimenting with until later, when he pointed things out to me.  I can definitely see times where he has tried certain things, and I have responded.  For example, when he began experimenting with being more assertive he watched me respond to that in a way that he didn’t necessarily expect.  It was something that he initiated but a dynamic that we played with and changed together.  He has not had some big personality morph from “old self” to “gaming self”, he’s just put more thought into how he relates to me and how our marriage works, which is surely not a bad thing.  I had long ago come to the conclusion that he is the one who initiates and experiments, and I’m happy to go along with 99.9% of it.  (And that’s not in an “I’m putting up with it” kind of way, that’s in a “wooo hoooo!  again!!! again!!!” kind of a way.)
Dear Jennifer,
I really like Athol’s blog, but did the post about him running game on his kid (your daughter) also give you the weirds?
Love, Rosie
Ah yes, the infamous Rainforest Cafe trip.  I think it is more of an observation of human behavior than “running game” in that instance.  Okay, so if you read it through the first time thinking he’s talking about a hot twenty-something that he’s on a date with…then realize it’s his daughter…there is a momentary eeeeewwww.  But re-read with the knowledge that it’s a kid he’s running behavior modification strategies on and see what vibe you get.
Game is really at it’s roots behavioral analysis and behavior modification, which works with people of all ages.  In this case, the example was of how the “game” principles work in a generalized way with anyone…we all want positive attention and we can all read each other’s cues and respond appropriately if we know what to look for.  This blog post (okay edited a bit for a G rating) could actually be useful to me at work as a training tool…I work with foster parents who care for some seriously emotionally and behaviorally disturbed kids, and we teach them behavior modification techniques all the time.  I think that is one reason that I don’t feel like I’m being gamed all the time…in a non-sexual context it’s something I’m very familiar with.
Athol: Jennifer has a few more questions yet to answer, but you’re welcome to keep asking more.

Sexy Move: Date Night – How It Actually Played Out

So yesterday I gave away the game plan for date night, time to recap how we did. Bearing in mind that Jennifer is my proof reader, I’ve also given away my plans to her, so I was naturally assuming that things would be not going to plan a little as well.
So yesterday I said…
“…as we drive [the kids] to Grandmas I will most likely touch her on the thigh about three times. She’ll put her hand on top of mine letting me know she likes it.”
After about a minute driving I very obviously reach out and pat her thigh and gently squeeze it. She looks down, looks at me, bursts into hysterical laughter and then puts her hand on top of mine. It’s supposed to be a kino comfort building move that just subtly works it’s magic, but obviously I’ve tipped my hand here. Now it’s a purposely goofy “hey baby I’m gaming you, I’m a PUA LOL” move, it only works if she wants to be gamed… and she does, so it works. She’s laughing, my hand is on her thigh, her hand is on top of my hand. Don’t forget that after a certain threshold women actively enjoy being seduced, they can be in on the game. They aren’t stupid.
Later on in the 30 minute drive I repeat the move, but in the standard variant. It’s just a touch and a squeeze and she pats her hand on mine. I dunno, it’s just something we do together. Hi there, I like you, I’m happy to be driving somewhere with you. She’s right there and I like her, I gotta touch her.
Kids dropped off at Grandma’s, then off to the mall. We get the movie tickets then eat at the Olive Garden. Neither one of us have ever been to one, it was actually pretty decent, so no complaints. I tend not to be an adventurous eater, I could probably just order cheeseburgers everywhere and be perfectly happy, but Jennifer likes food variety and new places, so it works on that front. We share an appetizer and then swap some food off each others plates and generally yap about work, the blog, life in general. It was a fun conversation.
After dinner we have an hour and a bit to walk the mall before the movie. As we go up or down the escalators we always kiss and cuddle a little. I’m six foot tall and Jennifer is five foot tall, so escalators are always exciting to us as we get a fifteen second make out moment with our height differential adjusted. Again it’s just something we do together.
So we walk the mall together, remembering that I’ve said…
“There will probably some hand holding walking through the mall. At some random point I will likely either physically pull her into a store to look at something – I mean simply say “oh look at that” and walk into the store still holding hands making her follow. The other subtle move is the lower back guide along push to go into a store. The tactic depends on whether or not you are closer to the entry of the store or she is. It should be as natural as possible – it’s just something that’s happening.”
We’re walking and looking in stores and holding hands at times and generally just popping in and out of stores window shopping. I’ve still not really done “the big move” and as we come up to Victoria’s Secret, well I obviously am going to turn my head and look into the store… I’m caught looking and she doesn’t get the hand yank move. Next thing I know she puts her hand in the small of my back and literally shoves me into Victoria Secret.
So we snoop and look. Jennifer is a picky shopper so she’s trolling for sales. At the underwear display one of the five “ass mannequins” in the center of the display catches my eye. “I wanna see you wearing this one” I say pointing to the ass mannequin with no panties on. I get a mock groaning “dude” plus a fake eye roll of disgust coupled with a smile. “It’s a good look for you though…”
So we walk a little more and then head up to the movie. We’re in kinda early and have the movie theatre to ourselves. I’m tempted to make a very naughty suggestion or make inappropriate attempts to get hands inside her shirt, but this would probably backfire, so I behave. Within about one minute a few more people wander in, so this was a good decision lol.
The movie “Date Night” was overall good, a little silly in places, but generally good. Jennifer liked it too, so it’s all good. After that we leave and start heading in the general direction of home.
The original plan was a location bounce to get sushi because she likes it (I do too, but she looooves it), but we’re actually both still a little full from the Olive Garden. So we decide on coffee and dessert at the Ninety-Nine (bar and grill chain) but make a last minute detour to Wrapsody which is a little more grown up. Jennifer had never been there (I’ve been once for a work thing) so again this gets me points for “variety and interesting”. Jen gets spiked coffee, we shared cheesecake and I have regular coffee and Tawny Port. Her coffee is a Raspberry White Chocolate thing and is amazing. I love port but haven’t had it for years as it was giving me headaches, but this one goes down smooth and stays happy.
As an aside. I think we all have a variety and interest gene that needs satisfaction, it’s probably just a dopamine based thing. I suspect single men aggressively doing the pick up thing are in part trying to meet both sexual needs and variety needs by sleeping with multiple women while hanging out at the same few places. We’re married so we sleep with each other and go out and do a variety of new things together. Also we mix up the sex positions a lot. Variety is the spice of wife.
So after that we head home and basically have a long slow session on the couch together watching something called Bodies In Unison (NSFW adult link, unpaid) from the Playgirl DVD line. It’s basically vanilla porn, boy-girl, oral/vaginal, no crazy ass to mouth scenes, no stupid cock gagging blowjobs, the guys looked pretty good and standard porn terrible dialogue/acting, music mixed a little loud. I can go a little harder core and like it, but not much further than that. Call me odd but I like vaginal sex and women – so I guess I’m actually deviant these days. I got my silk boxers on, Jennifer in silk top and filmy thin panties and we cuddle and fondle under the blanket.
Slowly but surely it turns into the Discovery Channel…

Sexy Move: Date Night – Play By Play

The basics of all pick up is three words: Instigate, isolate, escalate.

We’re prepping to drop the girls off at Grandma’s house for an overnight and then have a proper Date Night. The entire point of getting rid of the kids is to create an isolation play. We’re alone together properly – it’s one thing to have sex in bed after the kids are asleep, but you can’t exactly rampage naked through the house squealing and rutting. So anyway, as we drive to grandmas I will most likely touch her on the thigh about three times. She’ll put her hand on top of mine letting me know she likes it.

The plan is drop the kids off then head to the Mall and actually watch the movie “Date Night” together. It’s a 6:55pm show time, so probably a snack and drink before the movie. There’s a couple of places inside the mall that can do that no problem. (Edit: we have coupons for the Olive Garden, this excites her so I roll with it.) Hopefully the movie will be good, a little sexy and funny. We like movies but getting to them together has been hard while the kids are little. There will probably some hand holding walking through the mall. At some random point I will likely either physically pull her into a store to look at something – I mean simply say “oh look at that” and walk into the store still holding hands making her follow. The other subtle move is the lower back guide along push to go into a store. The tactic depends on whether or not you are closer to the entry of the store or she is. It should be as natural as possible – it’s just something that’s happening.

After that is a location bounce to get sushi (her favorite) and possibly another drink. Sushi always makes her happy. It’s a fine line between the exotic and the erotic for most women. FYI single guys – if she’ll put raw fish in her mouth, she’ll be okay with having other “uncooked meat” in her mouth. The location bounce is usually to further isolate, and a small sushi restaurant is going to be more intimate than a shopping mall. Lots of opportunity to touch on the way in and out of the restaurant. Across the table from each other it’s easy enough to compliance test her by reaching across the table palm up and having her take it.

Then the next move is another location bounce in the direction of home. Obviously the point of date night is a long session of sex, but I’ve been underlining that this will happen (instigating) by picking out a “couples oriented” DVD for the evening. Jennifer already knows about this as she saw (and approved the choice) it ordered it on Sunday. When it arrived on Tuesday I saw the mailman come and purposely left it in the mailbox so she had to handle it and take in the house. It pretty much forced her to walk up to me and say “this is the pussy plutonium ions we need for the bomb we’re making on Friday right?”  Yes dear, it is. Okay so she phrased the question differently, but that’s what she meant. Giggity giggity all right.

Currently she’s out hunting up something less comfortable to wear. I have no clue what it is exactly, but I did praise and positively acknowledge what she was doing. Whatever it is will be fine. The point is the effort and intent and she’s trying to please me, so I’m saying to her I’m pleased. When a woman that enjoys being at all submissive to you does something nice for you and you say thank you it’s makes her gina tingle a little.

After that the night just turns into a long slow session of making out in the living room, fondling and squeezing as many orgasms out of Jennifer as she can manage without damaging her basic life support functions. She watches adult movies pretty much only on date night so they actually quite get to her. Also the whole thing is all my idea apparently so that bypasses the remaining anti-slut defense aka ASD and the possiblity of having a “I-can’t-sleep-little-darling” wandering into the living room in the middle of porn and red hot mommy shuts  down completely. I do watch more than she does, but hardly overdose on them. When she can’t handle anymore, it’s my turn. The usual thing with me on top riding her, a little taste of the whip and a firm finish with just a touch of the spurs at the end.

I am of course very overconfident with Jennifer.

Ask Jennifer Questions

Had a couple of comments and emails asking for posting from Jennifer. She’s not willing to dream something up and become the second blogger, but is willing to answer questions. Feel free to ask anything, but bear in mind she’ll answer what she likes as there’s really no obligation on her part to answer as far as I’m concerned.
Also I’m curious as to what people want to ask her.
Fire away!

Some Random Points Of Clarification

First random point.
Most of what I’m saying on the blog is really only advice aimed at moving a somewhat below average sexual relationship into a better one. I’m talking about how to turn a mundane sex life of 1-2 times a week into something more into the 3-6 times a week zone. From “ok” sex to “woo-hoo!” I’m also assuming there are no particular medical issues creating interruptions or killing desire. If everything stopped right after she had a total hysterectomy or something… I think I see the problem.
However if you currently are in a sexless marriage of less than 10 times a year, that’s really a totally different situation to deal with. Working out and getting physically fit and gaming your wife isn’t really going to be enough to throw the switch on whatever is wrong from the OFF setting to the ON setting. You really need to seek professional help at this point and I suggest a full medical work up and marriage counseling. There’s more than likely something clinically wrong happening here. The wrong thing to do though is to do nothing and hope things change for the better – they won’t without some sort of intervention. Though often getting the sexually dead to seek treatment is harder than getting a toddler into a car seat when they would rather stay at the park just as the ice cream truck arrives. Also there may be no real solution that works, which is a whole different dilemma. Suffer through? Cheat? Divorce? Everything is a hard option.
Second random point.
If you’re in the middle of an affair, or your wife is in the middle of an affair, that’s a whole other issue to deal with. I might get to that sort of thing next year, I do have a viewpoint but it’s just going to be a distraction from my main focus – getting below average marriage sex into good marriage sex. The most basic points to dealing with affairs are to blow the lid off the hidden nature of the affair and bring it to light plus for the partner in the affair to break of all contact with the other man/woman. After that there is a lot of talking to each other about everything plus a long road ahead to healing. Marriage counseling for affairs just seems like being a guest on Jerry Springer but for middle class people. So anyway… some couples can move forward from affairs, some just can’t.
Third random point.
I try to make the blog as generally positive as I can, which means I tend to not focus on the less fun stuff. There maybe a few people thinking I have a Pollyanna viewpoint on life and marriage. That I basically hit the jackpot with Jennifer and all my good advice basically results from dumb luck in winning the marriage lottery. That all is easy and sweet in the Kay family.
Well yes and no. Jennifer is indeed fabulous, but we have a normal life together. Don’t forget the three years of long distance relationship at the start that we only just made it through. I had immigration issues and was nearly deported over crappy advice from the INS. There are braces for the kids because apparently Jennifer is half French-Canadian and half Chipmunk. I saw her baby photos after I handed over the ring which was a sloppy move on my part. My youngest just refers to her braces as “the money” and smiles at me tauntingly, she knows what she is doing too. There is job stress. There are scheduling conflicts. There’s been one good but badly timed pregnancy, one lost baby and one horrible pregnancy. Two shitty mammograms but two benign results on biopsy, but one biopsy resulted in 2-3 years of pain for Jennifer. I get addicted to computer gaming way too easily. Money always seems tight. There’s always a lot going on. Right now is a very good time, last year we struggled. It’s a life, but a life together. Some times our team wins, sometimes our team loses, but we win and lose as a team.
Neither one of us is perfect but we’re perfect for each other. It’s like that line from Rocky, “I got gaps, she got gaps, together we don’t got gaps”.
Listen – there are tens of thousands of blogs out there that are nothing more than people bitching about their day. Or post after post of “I read something somewhere else and it made me angry / sad / annoyed / can you believe this shit?” I’m just not interested in writing like that, I’d rather stay on focus and offer something approaching a helpful viewpoint. Just please take it at face value when I say I’m a normal guy and we have a pretty normal life together. We really do have a great sex life though. I just figure you guys don’t want to know about the cat we have that can throw up three times it’s own body weight over the course of a week. I mean can a cat be allergic to cat food or something? I mean seriously WTF.
Fourth random thought.
I’ve been off work all this week (kids are off school) and I had planned to really pull the book layout / plan together this week but I’ve been also somewhat sick with a sinus/allergy/chest cold thing and lazy, plus the nature of my work is that in never really stops and I’ve had calls every day this week and a couple of things happening in my absence that I’ve had to be contacted on. Suffice to say, I played the whole time. Plus the first pile of my 19 books on sexuality I ordered with my birthday money arrived today, so I might have started reading just a little.
So anyway, some of you guys have read the whole blog, what am I missing that should be covered? And thank you to loyal readers, very much appreciated. Feel free to comment or email me at if you’re terrified that someone you know might read your comment.

What I Suggest For My Own Daughters For Further Education.

Following on somewhat from yesterday’s post on what you should do for your own education, is today’s post on what you should do to encourage your kids education. To a great extent this is going to be quite case specific in that what I’m going to say is targeted for my own kids. There’s an element of family legacy and inspiration at work here, so obviously your mileage will vary greatly.
So here’s what I say to my girls about college et al.
“When you go to college, you can do whatever it is that you want to do, but if you get there and you don’t know what you want to do, you’ll do an Associates Degree in Nursing and become an RN”.
The rationale is quite simple – I don’t want them wasting time and money in a very expensive playground. The point of college is earning some sort of ticket to something better than minimal wage slavery. An associate’s degree in nursing currently takes just two years and after graduation you take your boards and bingo you can be a 20 year old with a $30 an hour job in Connecticut. You’re earning pretty good money right out of the gate and there’s always going to be work.
If you’re going into the medical field the other obvious option is doctor of something. Ultimately it’s more money over the long haul, but there often seems to be a family cost. Plus you’re really pigeonholed into nothing but doctor for a couple decades just to break even. As a nurse you have a little more option to start, stop or continue with further education it you want to go further. Plus the way APRNs are progressing with the doctor shortage you’re likely to have 98% of the authority of a medical doctor plus get called “doctor” to boot seeing PhD is going to be the standard for APRN.
Plus nursing can be quite family supportive in that you can work around child care, work part time, full time, nights, weekends, start working, stop working almost at will. It’s one of the things I’ve most liked about it. Should they ever want to mommy track for a bit they can. When they want to get back into things they can.
Personally I just don’t see that the SAHM job description really has enough to do to keep an intelligent woman stimulated unless you’re going the full on home schooling and/or crap load of kids. And for the record I’ve been the SAHD (plus worked weekend wrap as a nurse) and it was far easier taking my kids to the park et al than caring for patients. Of course seeing there’s a supposed marriage strike going on, they’ll have to support themselves anyway. I can’t imagine the terror to future sons-in-law I’ll be, though I suppose saying their mother does it like a bunny is basically a sales pitch so things will even out I guess.
So anyway – youngest daughter just loves this plan, but eldest daughter in the words of Steve Irwin… “Whooooooaaaaah look at her hood up! This is rooly dangerous. I have to be roooly careful. Just one bite and I’m going to be fighting for my life.”
Youngest loves the idea of being done with school fast and earning money fast, plus she loves the idea of actually being a nurse. We’re talking “Daddy it’s career day can I borrow some of your nursing stuff to take to school?” One year I pulled some strings and she did a “med pass” in her classroom with Skittles in pharmacy packaged blister packs lol.
Eldest…. yeah… doesn’t like needles, though honestly it’s much less annoying to be on the non-pointy end of those. Plus she doesn’t like school all that much, so more school planned into the future is just the suck. This is the queen of high honors and associated inter-school math league games so she’s likely going to mess about until she fixates on something and then excel at it. She’s into anime and drawing and creating icons and clip art for friends and has a good eye. So graphic artist of some sort is a possibility too. Even so in the real world – being an RN and working part time could mean the difference between being a starving artist and an artist. Plus all those nursing credits can be cross credited to another degree as well. It’s not time wasted.
So like I said earlier, kids you’re going to have more education after high school and can do whatever it is that you want to do, but if you don’t know what you want to do, you’re going to nursing school. And as I said before, I really don’t care what it is that you choose to do. And trust me on this – nursing school is hell – you’ll figure out what you’ll want to do if it’s not nursing pretty damn quickly.
I guess all that’s left is to explain why this whole thing gets me laid more. Well I figure the faster these brats are out of the house the faster I get more time with the MILF setting standards and direction is an Alpha Male trait. You have to be the Alpha Male of the Group to really pull the Alpha Male thing off properly and from Jennifer’s reaction she obviously likes the viewpoint as well. We’ve both had “oops” with our degrees and have bounced back well from early mistakes, but we both see the value of a two year and out plan if nothing else appeals.
After that, their life is their own. By which I mean I’m not paying for anything else.