The Battle Of The Sexes: Chapter 5,953,271
In all unions between two people, there will be some compromise. Listed below for your amusement and education are some of the things I have suggested and Grace’s compromise to them.
Teddy Bearskin Rug: I wanted to use faux fur and the head off a very large stuffed teddy bear. I’m talking Kodiak sized. I thought it would be funny and kinda cute. Grace said: No way!
A Wall Of Kill Free Trophies: I’ve always wanted a trophy room, but I’m not a hunter. My solution: mounted heads off of stuffed animals, dolls, action figures, etc. Grace said: Nothing, but she gave me The Wife/Mother Look, so I new I was shot down.
A Room Just For Games And Gaming: We have the room available. Grace said: OK. I’ve yet to actually turn it into a game room tho.
Snow Goons For Christmas: I wanted to put up a dozen or so snow goons (if you don’t know what a snow goon is, go read a few Calvin and Hobbes compilations) made of styrofoam (since it doesn’t snow here) posed in various threatening poses and/or dying poses (speared, shot full of holes, beheaded). Grace said: Not a chance, the neighbors already think you are on drugs or something.
As you can see, I’m running about 25% on the Marital Compromise Scale. Oh well, at least I get pretty much free reign in the garden. Except for the Tentacle Fence I wanted to build. And the Obelisk With The Giant Eyeball.