sam04
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- Feb 23, 2006
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I think some of you can relate when I say my wife doesn't quite "get it" when it comes to our level of fascination with toy soldiers.
With a little "nudging" I managed to convince her to give me a membership to the Britains Club for Christmas. I was so excited when the membership package arrived earlier in the week. I decided to just enjoy my reading, and not treat the package like some future "collectible" that needs to remain in mint condition. I'm half kidding, but it wouldn't shock me if someone on this forum has two memberships so they can keep one package unopened in a temperature controlled room!
Anyway, after checking out "The Standard" for awhile, I left it in one of the "reading rooms". Last night, I "caught" my wife curled up in bed reading it! Mild shock, instead of watching TV, she’s reading a magazine mostly about toy soldiers! Immediately, I'm scrambling, trying to figure out where to strategically place catalogs.
My mind starts racing... I can see it now… TWO soldier rooms, vacations geared towards buying new soldiers, attending shows, soldier themed parties, furniture! Dinnerware? I’ll have to flesh out my plot tomorrow… time for bed. Oh wait, I couldn’t possible go to bed without getting my "Ebay soldier fix"... right? I stay up entirely too late hunting down new finds.
Fast forward five years… the house is over flowing with soldiers. We’re eating dinner off our “Trooping the Colour” themed plates. Everything seems great, until she starts gloating AGAIN how it was her, (The Soldier Goddess) who “sniped” me out of my had-to-have vintage Britains sets the night before. I’ve lost my appetite. That weekend, I’m at Home Depot gathering supplies to build a plywood divider to split the house in two. A month later, the lawyers are fighting over how to spilt the collection. The cats are thrown into an ugly custody battle.
It’s too late for a soldier prenuptial agreement.
With a little "nudging" I managed to convince her to give me a membership to the Britains Club for Christmas. I was so excited when the membership package arrived earlier in the week. I decided to just enjoy my reading, and not treat the package like some future "collectible" that needs to remain in mint condition. I'm half kidding, but it wouldn't shock me if someone on this forum has two memberships so they can keep one package unopened in a temperature controlled room!
Anyway, after checking out "The Standard" for awhile, I left it in one of the "reading rooms". Last night, I "caught" my wife curled up in bed reading it! Mild shock, instead of watching TV, she’s reading a magazine mostly about toy soldiers! Immediately, I'm scrambling, trying to figure out where to strategically place catalogs.
My mind starts racing... I can see it now… TWO soldier rooms, vacations geared towards buying new soldiers, attending shows, soldier themed parties, furniture! Dinnerware? I’ll have to flesh out my plot tomorrow… time for bed. Oh wait, I couldn’t possible go to bed without getting my "Ebay soldier fix"... right? I stay up entirely too late hunting down new finds.
Fast forward five years… the house is over flowing with soldiers. We’re eating dinner off our “Trooping the Colour” themed plates. Everything seems great, until she starts gloating AGAIN how it was her, (The Soldier Goddess) who “sniped” me out of my had-to-have vintage Britains sets the night before. I’ve lost my appetite. That weekend, I’m at Home Depot gathering supplies to build a plywood divider to split the house in two. A month later, the lawyers are fighting over how to spilt the collection. The cats are thrown into an ugly custody battle.
It’s too late for a soldier prenuptial agreement.