"A woman of a certain age and mature"... Bad Rags, Bad!
So tonight we were watching some TV and a commercial came on. My incredible, beautiful, sexy, scary smart bride commented that the woman on the commercial is "cute". I had missed it so I rewound the commercial and paused on the lady she was commenting about. A beautiful mid-40s lady.
I commented that she was beautiful then... I shot myself in the foot. More like the head. It looks like I am sleeping on the couch... for a while.
I commented that as I have gotten older my taste in women has changed and instead of the young hotties I totally gravitate to appreciating more mature women of a certain age who are classically beautiful, confident and accomplished.
I got daggers shot at me out of her eyes and she gave me the "Really!" expostulation
. I sat there a bit stunned because in my man brain I was totally crushing on my stunning hot beautiful wife.
Nope, apparently I had just broken every rule on how to not offend your bride. I got daggers all evening, and I'm still getting them. She even brought up how I crush on the sexy little smile lines at the corner of her amazing huge brown eyes and how she has asked me not to mention them over and over again and I still bring them up. They really are sexy. I am proud to have put many of the smiles on her face and made many of the laughs that put those sexy little rays of happiness at the corners of her eyes. But... I can't bring them up... ever.
Looks like I will be asking the Google for construction plans for dog houses.
Really, she was an incredible 18yo hottie when we married and soon she will be a 44yo stuningly beautiful, statuesque woman who has my total and complete attention. But... I F-ed up.
Off to buy a bale of flowers,
Time to ask the Google and start to research great restaurants to take her to and to recenter my brain on how not to chew on my own foot.
Yep, just went into our bedroom to re-install a blind that fell down while the measuring guy came to measure out windows for new shades and curtains today. Without the blackout blinds up she can't sleep. After I put the blind back up I went in for a hug... not happenin. sigh. Doghouse here I come.