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Today’s writing is a couple’s article. If you want full-fledged, industrial-strength, scientifically solid, family-quality literature, you might want to look elsewhere.

Like I said, this is a couple’s article. A couple of what, I ain’t saying, so venture onward, if you dare!

There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that you experience certain things in your home. I base this on responses. The missus and I both have had people -- normal-looking people -- tell us in public places how they enjoy and can relate to these off-the-wall, outlandish, humor-attempting articles I write about our marital bliss. So, evidently there is some resemblance of normalcy that we experience here at La Grimm Ranchero, which is rather frightening, if you think about it.

Men, we work hard at making sure our woman knows we need her. We allow things to build until the tension can be cut with a knife and she says something. It is hard work, but we men sometimes sacrifice our very pride just to accomplish the important task of showing our dependency on the woman in our life.

We know we’re successful when she exclaims, "I am not your mother! Honestly, I don’t know how you’d manage without me!"

Now, just about the time I’ve expected some resemblance of a predictable routine, it begins again. Of course, if something repeats over and over again with any regularity, then it’s a predictable routine, right? Try to ignore it and all you’re doing is creating chaos!

What I’m talking about is nagging. Nag, nag, nag! There are times it comes in like crashing waves splashing across my very steps as I venture out from behind this couch.

I hear it about taking the trash out and replacing the trash bag. I hear it when there are clean dishes in the dishwasher. I hear it when there are dirty dishes in the sink. I hear it about the toilet seat. I hear it about my dirty clothes. I hear it for absolutely no reason when walking past a flower display. I have even struggled with hearing it while passing a Dollar General store, knowing we need a gallon of milk!

I must admit, I am sooo thankful she cannot hear this nagging going on inside my head. Imagine how different our lives would be if I acted on them, leaving her no need to ever say anything? Why, she’d feel I didn’t need her!

To the missus, "My love, I’m this way because I need you."

Warning: These musings may be serious or may be humorous. Enjoy! H.R. Grimm is a self-described lovable, prone to blunt, witty, tending toward sarcastic, saved-by-grace, constantly thinking storyteller. Grimm, a military veteran, and his wife now call La Vernia home. Email

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