My Competition

I got Hubs a new bow for his birthday. Well, he got himself a new bow for his birthday, but I still take the credit. I guess I shouldn't be jealous. My bow isn't even a year old yet, but I swear he is obsessed with his new "love" as I call "her". I couldn't find him tonight. I looked all over the house. He was in our bedroom with his new love. He was holding her, staring at her, smiling at her, spending quality time with her. I'm beginning to wonder if he kisses her good-night before he kisses me.

I got a little irritated over the weekend. I've lost count of the number of guys that have stopped by to see her and even said, "This many people didn't come see my new Baby Jaws after he was born. What is with you guys and this bow?!"

I mean, I love my bow, but I will never understand the relationship between a man and his. Never!