Courting A Home-Cooked Meal
Courting A Home-Cooked Meal
Some beauties I know
would like to go slow
their libido being slow to arrive.
But when pressed for time,
I'd spend my last dime,
for a frozen dinner ready by five.
If the way to a man's heart is through his stomach....
I've heard of folks scheduling their love making. Now that's about as unromantic as any couple can get.
When it comes to love making, I suggest slow, but spontaneous. That seems preferable to me.
Now, when it comes to food? That's a whole different story. Some things may fill spontaneously, but my stomach is a different organ and it empties on a regular basis (provided of course that it gets filled on a regular basis.)
In my army days, except during combat, my stomach thrived. Breakfast was on time, or you missed it (and I didn't.) Lunch was on time, and dinner was on time. Not just my stomach, but my whole darn system thrived on that regularity.
Then came civilian life and a wife!
Top sergeants could be tough, but unless your were in trouble with them you ate when they ate, and the cook better be ready with a meal when we arrived.
When everything worked as planned and scheduled, life moved smoothly along.
The problem arose when I chose a Rose that hadn't had that military experience.
When I got home from the drill at the work site, and my stomach and I were ready to sit down to chow, often as not Rose was powdering her nose, and it wasn't so she could smell the sweet aroma of a home-cooked meal ready and waiting in the kitchen!
More often than I'd wish it was so she could finish getting dressed for me to take her out to where someone else is doing the cooking and charges her whole week's allowance for the two of us to "dine," and that's not including the gruff waiter who has eyed us up and down (including Rose) to decide what kind of a gratuity he's going to get when he's done trying to convince us to get Baked Alaska for dessert.
As soon as I re-enlisted, darned if my Rose didn't sue for divorce and marry that waiter.
I'll bet she doesn't have din-din waiting for him at the end of his night either, and as likely as not he'll eye some other customer's date up and down and fly like she flew.
The future? I've got my eye on an army cook whose enlistment is up when mine is, and she just might appreciate a sergeant such as I am now, who comes home on time and loves the fact that she only has to cook for two....at home.
And the rest of the evenings? We'll take them slow and spontaneous.
Copyright 2014 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
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