I was reading with much amusement an article written by a gynaecologist a few days ago in the local Malay papers. He is a Muslim male. His article was about couples having trouble conceiving the second child or having trouble conceiving at all. And these couples have seek his advice on what should be done. Unless it was just pure fatigue, he felt that there is no need to see him. What needs to be done is to just do it. One wife actually told the husband that he (the gynae) had adviced doing it everyday until the husband felt extremely stressed and exhausted. The gynae was shocked to hear that he had dispense such an advice, only to realise that the wife had been smiling gleefully in the corner. This gynae's formula instead is to have the sex-relax-sex-relax method, which means doing it every alternate days for best chances of conceiving. But of course, he added, no one will stop you if you wishes to do it everyday. He ends off with this phrase Biar penat asalkan jangan tenat! Not so literal translation :- Never mind tired, as long as not punctured!
Oh hubby....
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
It's my wedding anniversary...(and I haven't learned)
Today (7 Nov 2006)marks my seventh year wedding anniversary, but it was a working day for hubby. And a regular day of me being a seri rumahtangga. Yes, a seri rumahtangga not suri rumahtangga and I doubt that you could find the word in the dictionary because it was coined by moi.
Back to the anniversary, eventhough hubby suggested we go out for dinner, I was not too keen as it would feel like any other dinners that we had to have. Unless of course, he had planned a romantic dinner for two with candlelights and scented aromas, with beautiful live music of violins, perhaps at the rooftop...hmmm, only in my dreams of now. I got him a card, a romantic card that pledges my vow to him, ehem, and of course a present - a pair of black pants that he needed badly because he does not have one. But I was illusioned to think that he was still a size 34. He had grown to 36. Therefore I have to get it changed. I prepared dinner of sirloin steak and fresh salad at home with leftovers of mashed potato and mushroom sauce. Of course hubby apologised that he hadn't had the time to get me something, anything. Not that I want to, but only if he could have thought about it and got something much earlier. You know, men, or rather this hubby of mine, is someone you need to tell upfront, straight into his face, that you want flowers, roses or diamonds, then he will get it for you (well maybe not that last item starting with the letter d). Otherwise, if you said, it's ok, nevermind dear, it's really ok, it's not that important, no, I don't want anything - then he will NOT get anything. Period. I wished men, or rather, this hubby of mine would not take me too literally here. Serve me right for not learning my lesson all these years.
Back to the anniversary, eventhough hubby suggested we go out for dinner, I was not too keen as it would feel like any other dinners that we had to have. Unless of course, he had planned a romantic dinner for two with candlelights and scented aromas, with beautiful live music of violins, perhaps at the rooftop...hmmm, only in my dreams of now. I got him a card, a romantic card that pledges my vow to him, ehem, and of course a present - a pair of black pants that he needed badly because he does not have one. But I was illusioned to think that he was still a size 34. He had grown to 36. Therefore I have to get it changed. I prepared dinner of sirloin steak and fresh salad at home with leftovers of mashed potato and mushroom sauce. Of course hubby apologised that he hadn't had the time to get me something, anything. Not that I want to, but only if he could have thought about it and got something much earlier. You know, men, or rather this hubby of mine, is someone you need to tell upfront, straight into his face, that you want flowers, roses or diamonds, then he will get it for you (well maybe not that last item starting with the letter d). Otherwise, if you said, it's ok, nevermind dear, it's really ok, it's not that important, no, I don't want anything - then he will NOT get anything. Period. I wished men, or rather, this hubby of mine would not take me too literally here. Serve me right for not learning my lesson all these years.
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