Don’t Let Your Wife Become A Computer Widow

Aaron here.

Hope everyone reading had a Merry Christmas.  We had a great time…my Mum and Dad came over and we opened presents and ate a lot, and watched that old Christmas chestnut, White Christmas.

One of the presents we got was man’s best friend a new laptop.  It’s sleek and silver and has gigabytes of this and gigahertz of that and it does everything you could want it to do.  I think they use something similar to co-ordinate the space shuttle launch.

So right now I am keenly focussed on getting it set up.  All our programs, our music, that kind of thing.  I could throw myself into this and you wouldn’t see me for a day or ten.  This morning I was fiddling with something and Deborah was talking to me about my “interest” in the computer.  And she said she didn’t want to be a computer widow.  Didn’t want to not have a husband anymore because husband is now wedded to his new toy.  It was a fairly throwaway line but my goodhusband radar detected something in the vicinity.  Something important.  My goodhusband radar doesn’t always work but when it does it really goes off.

Look, if you’re a husband and you’re reading this, I hope you got great presents for Christmas.  All you could have wanted.  But don’t let your wife become a computer widow.  Or a video camera widow.  Or a Plasma widow.  Or an iPod widow, a Halo 3 widow, a new basketball hoop widow, a home-gym-that-will-be-discarded-in-two-months widow or any other kind of widow.  Just remember that Christmas is a once a year thing.  The other three hundred and sixty four days, if you treat her right, your wife will love you, care for you, feed you, heal you and support you.  But she needs some of it back.

So, whether you got a  new laptop that can send the space shuttle Discovery into space or a new Martha Stewart Home Classics waffle iron [if that's your thing], just realise the best present you could get is probably sitting five feet to your right, wondering when she’s going to get her husband back.

Don’t let her become a computer widow.

Now I’m off to give my wife a kiss and tell her I love her.