Sometimes living together means you can be so focused on whose turn it is to do the washing up (or load the dishwasher-you lucky bastards) that you forget the fun shit. You don't need to have lots of money to go on date nights to keep things alive.
For example Mr Caramel calls me 'hard nuts' and I call him 'hard fanny' in return. You're probably thinking what the hell, but it's the simple things people. I'm not suggesting you name your partner after genitalia. I'm just glad he's not calling me 'babes'. It's something unique to us and that's what makes it special. Every time we use the names we smile. So we laugh daily together and that helps to remind us that we do enjoy each other's company.
I love to play pranks on Mr Caramel. When he's due home from work I've hidden in the coat closet and jumped out and scared him half to death. One time it didn't go to plan and he accidentally (or so he says) put his bike up against said closet and ended up trapping me in there. If he uses the toilet I will sometimes turn off the light from the outside. It really makes me laugh to think of him shitting in the dark. Please don't think I'm torturing him, he loves it really.
Our living room rug is where we wrestle. One of us will shout 'to the wrestling arena' and grapple the other to the ground. Our bodies our close but it's not at all sexual. Do you and your partner touch apart from at sexy time?
Enjoy the little quirks that you and your partner have! They keep you bonded.
What do you and your partner do?
Robbin da good
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