The silence stretched out between us as I stared at him, the tears blurring my vision as I waited for him to save me from this torment. Surely he could find a way.

Nothing annoys in this world as a nagging wife

I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest -- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is mine.

After a long time in laboratories, psychologists have discovered the holy grail of a happy marriage: I applied it and it didn't work

My dad, who my mom always refers to as DH for Darling Husband, was protrayed as a 'let's look on the bright side of things' kind of guy, the pillar my everbumbling mother leans on in times of distress.

Any man mortal or god, knows there is no handling a wife. Women handle themselves and intelligent men get out of the way.