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The flowers have been ordered.....and she'll be receiving them tomorrow.
OK, you naughty boy, what did you do? You were begging for someone to ask, so I'll be your foil.
Tried to cram too many activities (i.e. an afternoon family event here in Portland) into Christmas Eve....Oooops, I meant out FIRST Christmas Eve together.
Actually, it was that I didn't even mention it to her ahead of time
The good doctor recommends flowers, chocolate, a candle and a Cialis.
I guess I won't have to rely on a stiff drink, then.


Christmas eve is really just a state of mind (for most of us). Take a day off work, rent out a fancy room in downtown portland, put a little tree in there, put up some christmas decorations and have your own private Christmas Eve and Christmas day with her.
She will love it . . . and so will you . . . so will you![]()
I guess I won't have to rely on a stiff drink, then.
Speak for yourself........ it's my wife's birthday. Her mom's is on the 22nd and her dad's is on XMAS and my brothers is on the 26th!
its your life, dont let her take your dreams out into the garage and take a shit on them

Those are B-days, FAMS! Ain't nothing to do with Christmas!!
Unless any of them are directly related to Christ, that is...
I could be wrong, but something tells me you're a bit too young to fully understand the dynamic taking place here.![]()
well, i am not privvy to the details of your argument, but i assume it went a little something like this...
abm: "hey i almost forgot, but i wanted to go down to pdx to my (sisters/cousins/nieces) on xmas eve, i know you need to go to your kids house that night, but if we wake up real early, we should be able to get it in, i will do all the driving, i just really would like to get down there, i have been feeling guilty lately because it has been awhile since i have seen them.
mrs. abm: "YOU KNOW HOW STRESSED OUT I AM ABOUT ALL THIS! WHY ARE YOU WAITING UNTIL THE LAST SECOND TO BRING THIS UP! YOU ALWAYS CHANGE PLANS LIKE THIS, ITS SO FRUSTRATING!!"
abm: "oh come on! we always go to your families house, i havent seen my (sisters/cousins/nieces) in 3 years! i said id do all the driving, all you need to do is sit in a car...is that something you can do? sit in a motherfucking car? or is that too much to ask..."
mrs abm: GO FUCK YOURSELF! HAVE FUN, I DONT CARE, GO TO STUPID PORTLAND BY YOURSELF! SINCE THEY ARE OBVIOUSLY SO MUCH MORE IMPORTANT TO YOU THAN I AM" (runs into the bedroom and slams the door, hysterical crying wafting through the air and into the hallway)
abm: "oh jeez hunni, im sorry....hey....im sorry hunni, i love you...i just feel bad because i havent been down there in awhile....hey...i love you...forget it hunni, im sorry, i love you... dont cry baby....forget i brought it up, we can try and go down there for new years or something...im sorry....dont cry, im sorry....

well, i am not privvy to the details of your argument, but i assume it went a little something like this...
abm: "hey i almost forgot, but i wanted to go down to pdx to my (sisters/cousins/nieces) on xmas eve, i know you need to go to your kids house that night, but if we wake up real early, we should be able to get it in, i will do all the driving, i just really would like to get down there, i have been feeling guilty lately because it has been awhile since i have seen them.
mrs. abm: "YOU KNOW HOW STRESSED OUT I AM ABOUT ALL THIS! WHY ARE YOU WAITING UNTIL THE LAST SECOND TO BRING THIS UP! YOU ALWAYS CHANGE PLANS LIKE THIS, ITS SO FRUSTRATING!!"
abm: "oh come on! we always go to your families house, i havent seen my (sisters/cousins/nieces) in 3 years! i said id do all the driving, all you need to do is sit in a car...is that something you can do? sit in a motherfucking car? or is that too much to ask..."
mrs abm: GO FUCK YOURSELF! HAVE FUN, I DONT CARE, GO TO STUPID PORTLAND BY YOURSELF! SINCE THEY ARE OBVIOUSLY SO MUCH MORE IMPORTANT TO YOU THAN I AM" (runs into the bedroom and slams the door, hysterical crying wafting through the air and into the hallway)
abm: "oh jeez hunni, im sorry....hey....im sorry hunni, i love you...i just feel bad because i havent been down there in awhile....hey...i love you...forget it hunni, im sorry, i love you... dont cry baby....forget i brought it up, we can try and go down there for new years or something...im sorry....dont cry, im sorry....
well, i am not privvy to the details of your argument, but i assume it went a little something like this...

I'm not sure what the problem is? It's only December 5th!
I'm guessing it's the usual "I'm-making-all-the-plans-cuz-if-I-like-them-you-will-too" thing.
Still seems like plenty of time to discuss the plans. Maybe ABM's style of communication needed to be tweaked?
)I'm guessing it's the usual "I'm-making-all-the-plans-cuz-if-I-like-them-you-will-too" thing.
Something about a pot and a kettle. 
If you are marvelous in bed; then you can make up for anything. If you are weak sauce, then your relationship is good as dead!
Word to the wise: Not everything in life can be simply reduced to the bedroom dynamic.
