Cowboy Caleb the liberal arts, grown-up stuff & random mischief

Refrigerate The Moments

Hallo,

I am back!

Thanks to Kennysia for guest blogging once again. His tenacity and linguistic agility never ceases to amaze me. If he was in the room right now, I would clothesline, tau-pok and hug him like a brudder. That’s how much I lurve the dude. You rawk, Kenny!!!!

I have been awake since yesterday for my 3.15am ride to the airport for my 5.30am flight back to Singapore which was rough due to stormy weather but arrived 25 mins ahead of schedule at Changi. Then the wife and I made a made dash for some nasi lemak (we are currently suffering from asiafood withdrawal symptons) for breakfast before visiting Terz to look at our wedding photos. After that we went into Malaysia to say hi to our relatives.

The day after I got married, I woke up and thought to myself “Blimey, I’m a married man now!” following which I inspected myself throughly for tentacles or additional limbs that may have sprouted in the night (I hear married men need extra body parts to perform their role to the fullest expectations of their wife). Disappointingly, I was only found a pimple on my nose instead of an awesome claw with sharp talons protruding from my spine.

I would also like to share with you some things I have discovered after approximately 8 days of being married.

1. In the place of her name, the word ‘WIFE’ now flashes on your mobile phone when she rings you.
2. Any question remotely related to financial decisions with an estimated value of SGD50 and above will require the standard answer “I’ll have to check with my wife first”
3. Wedding rings are trecherous magical beings that attempt to slide off your fingers when you’re not looking.
4. Wedding rings give you a +100 for attractiveness when you wear them. The opposite sex is crazy for married men.
5. Now that you’re married, you can embark on your quest to be a fat lazy slob without fear of reprisal.

Welcome home, Mr. & Mrs. Cowboy!

Welcome back! And keep an eye on that ring! They tend to wanna slip into drainpipes, jeans pockets and anywhere hard to reach.

Welcome back, Mr Family Man!

welcome back CB. wahahhaa. I like the last point part.

You can always grow those sausage stubby little fingers… (they usually comes complimentary with being a fat lazy slob…:D ) By then, you wouldn’t be able to pry the ring off even if you want to…

An apt analogy for marriage. >-D

Welcome back, cowboy! n_n

you lost some weight during the wedding preparations, resulting in a ring threatening to slip off?? or you bought the XL sized ring in anticipation of some weight gains towards the middle and old age of the marriage??

Hey,

If that doesn’t mean too much trouble, i would like to know about the location of that “fucking big hotel room”. I am a johorean myself and i have no clue of where it is. Someone please?

Welcome back!
:)

deadfox>> i dont think it will slip into a drain unintentionally.

knowing his longkang fairy communication skills, he wld DONATE the ring sometime soon

welcome back CB!!!!!!!!!

Be careful with slippery rings…Wives are known to chop fingers (or something else) if the wedding ring disappear, especially if they purchased it for you.

:)

welcome back!

welcome back, cb~

Enjoy your “honeymoon period” with your wife :)

If possible, try buying a backup wedding ring if it keep slipping off. You never know when a backup ring will save your life.

Guys are well known to lose wedding ring.

welcome back cowboy!

Congratulations.