| BALL AND CHAIN: Don't talk about exes; it'll open up a can of worms |
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| Wednesday, 06 February 2008 | |||
DC: Do you and your wife ever talk about exes? CH: We used to. She was getting out of a serious relationship as I came along, and I think it was a situation where I needed to know something, but deep down I really didn't want to. You think you want to know the graphic details of someone, particularly in their sex life, but you don't really want to know. There's a curiosity factor there, like slowing down in traffic to see the accident.
DC: We used to talk about that kind of stuff, during the “get to know you” phase. These days? Hell, no. We've been together long enough to know what not to bring up. The past is the past, and the worst thing you want to do is say, “Well, me and so-and-so used to go here, or we used to do this.” Inevitably, she's going to come up with, “So-and-so was hung like a horse and could go forever.” You don't want that. CH: No, you don't want that. There was a time when I'd bring up exes, just to show my wife that my physical and emotional inadequacies were not for lack of trying. I had been there before in relationships, I just hadn't figured it out yet. Plus, there's this masculine pride, where you want to show a woman that you've been there. But sometimes it can bite you because you might say something you wish you could take back, like calling out another woman's name during sex. DC: Yeah, that's bad. CH: I've never done that, but I'm sure there are guys out there who have. DC: Valentine's Day is almost here, and I'm wondering how Valentine's Day has changed for you, now that you have a child. CH: It's less a romantic holiday now and more of a gift-giving one. Of course, there will be the customary lovemaking, where you pull out the big guns — no pun intended — and go to work. But it's not quite as romantic as it used to be, mainly because it's usually on a weekday when school and work are going on. DC: This year, my dad will be in town, so he's going to watch our son while my wife and I go out and have a nice dinner. But there ain't gonna be no sex, unless it's at one of those hourly-rate hotels on Austin Highway. My wife is against having sex with family members in the house. I don't understand. We can be quiet, or go out in the garage, but she doesn't want it anywhere on the property. CH: I like to go the other way at my wife's parents' house, banging on the walls just to let them know what's going on. We have a kid. They know the deal. |
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