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    Category: Marriage & Partners

    Love is blind, but marriage is the eye-opener.

    Labor Of Love

    | UT, USA | Marriage & Partners

    (My wife is pregnant with our first child but her second. She had given her first child up for adoption after her ex left her on very poor terms.)

    Wife: “Honey, will you be in the delivery room when our baby is born?”

    Me: “Why do you ask?”

    Wife: “Well, [Ex] couldn’t handle the sight of blood so he couldn’t be in the delivery room when our baby was born.”

    Me: “Nothing will stop me from being in that room with you. If I have to drive a tank through the hospital wall I will be in that room with you.”

    (The day she went into labor I drove her to the hospital and stopped by a toy store to pick up a little toy tank. I brought it into the room with us when our daughter was born.)

    Tons Of Eye-Candy

    | NJ, USA | Marriage & Partners

    (My husband and I are happily married, but are open minded and have a fairly relaxed ‘window shopping is okay’ policy; in fact, we often times point out attractive people to each other. Since I do most of the driving, though, conversations like this happen often.)

    Husband: “Oh, man, look at her/him!”

    Me: “Kinda can’t, babe.”

    Husband: “Aw, you missed it!”

    Me: “Yep, shame.”

    Husband: “Why don’t you ever look when I point someone out in the car?”

    Me: “I figured keeping the two-ton chunk of metal going 50 miles an hour from hitting another two-ton chunk of metal going 50 miles an hour was a little bit more important than eye-candy.”

    Husband: “…good point.”

    Looking For A Different Kind Of French Connection

    | Phoenix, AZ, USA | Marriage & Partners

    (My husband and I are in our late 20s, so we remember some events like September 11. It is the 4th of July.)

    Husband: “Wanna go get some freedom fries!?”

    Me: “Oh, god. That was so dumb.”

    Husband: “Yeah, couldn’t call them French fries for a while!”

    Me: “All because France wouldn’t help us out initially with Iraq and stuff.”

    Husband: “Yeah, it was silly.”

    Me: “WAIT! If it isn’t French kissing, do we have FREEDOM kissing? Wanna go freedom kissing?”

    Husband: “‘MURICA!” *kisses me*

    Me, My Wife, And I

    | Boston, MA, USA | Marriage & Partners

    (I got married a few days ago, and had surgery about four days after. My new husband goes to my workplace to give them my doctor’s note saying I can’t come in. The following takes place between my husband and my manager.)

    Husband: “Hi, I’m [My Name]‘s wife… er…”

    Manager: “Husband?”

    Husband: “Yes, husband. I’m her husband. [My Name] is my wife…”

    Boo-Boo The Little Bear

    | VA, USA | Marriage & Partners

    (My husband is a huge bear of a man and is very strong and tough. Whilst laying in bed together asleep, I wake up about half a second before my elbow went straight into his eye. I am in a panic when this conversation ensues.)

    Me: “Oh, no, baby! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that!”

    Husband: *in the most adorable childlike voice* “It’s okay. It’s just a wittle boo-boo. Barely felt it. A wittle, wittle boo-boo.”

    (He then rolled over and went back to sleep and had no recollection of either the beating or the adorableness.)


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