My fiance gets such pleasure out of doing something for me that I can't do. Not in a smug way, of course. Like when we go grocery shopping he takes like twenty bags at a time and I'm sitting there with five. He always gets the heavy ones from me. And whenever I'm sick he would pretty much wait on me. There was a time about 6 months ago where I had this strange stomach bug that gave me intolerable stomach pains, I threw up constantly and had diarrhea, and had no desire or will to even get out of bed. He made me eat dry toast, drink fluids, and even got me up to walk around the halls outside to get some air and stretch because I was so sore from laying down for days. He was very sweet to me.
I open jars as well, pull out chairs, and if someone disrespects or does my lady wrong, her being passive, I get in their face about it. If someone makes advances to her, I'm all alright its time to put on the gloves PUT UP YOUR DUKES YOU RAPSCALLION FOR YOU HAVE INSULTED MY LADY'S HONOR!! QUEENS-BERRY RULES
One thing about the concept of physical strength being EXPECTED of the male population is that it can't be forced upon males who don't have a lot of muscle power. When I was in my 20's, I didn't have a lot of muscle strength and as the result, sometimes I would come across women who were stronger than I was. I only recently got into physical fitness in a serious sense after I broke up with my last online ex in 2010, so now I feel a little more confident where physical strength is concerned. BUT, I also tend to get tendonitis if I'm not careful due to the line of work I do. When it flares up, my affected hand is pretty much useless. Luckily I can usually still open jars via more creative and physically less-demanding ways at such times. One just wouldn't be seeing me twisting the lid open with big, muscle-y hands like it's nothing. Tools of various kinds would be introduced, lol. xD When I'm NOT suffering from tendonitis, I may also ask to have a go at opening one if I see someone struggling with it, but there's no guarantee that I won't also struggle either. I might struggle and, if I'm lucky, the lid is open. If not, then tools of various kinds may be introduced, lol. xD But the whole point in my taking over that duty in the first place wouldn't be because I wanted to help out the opposite sex, but because I simply wanted to help out another. Once again, it's just a nice gesture that shows you're friendly and caring. So when you think about it, opening a tightly closed jar can just as easily be accomplished by a woman via more creative and less physically straining methods, unless she wants to feed the ego of men, or do less work herself. As for "pampering" your female partner..... Massages are nice for sure. BUT, in a relationship, everything should be a two-way street in my opinion. In an ideal relationship, this is a natural thing and thus achieved without making too much conscious effort. But on the other hand, an ideal relationship is also about being willing to struggle for your partner where necessary. And this has to be a balanced thing, or else one party might feel like they are doing more work than the other. Then a conflict may occur. I personally just believe the most important thing is to maintain a good level of mutual respect, and to stay on the same page. No pampering is ever good if the "pamperer" doesn't actually WANT to pamper.
after working third shift my fiance asked if she was there, what she could have done that would of helped, I said a sandwich and a back and foot rub (had to stand for 8 hours) Kinda glad I was fired actually instead of having to worry about becoming one of the people constantly trapped in that cycle of hating your work. Going in saying you will only work for a few months to save up for a car or wait for something else to come along and it turns into four years. I will miss getting to work with the blow torch on one of the machines though
Pay your own bills, give me my space, share the initiative. Oh, and have a rockin' bod. Edit: bukkakes help, but optional.
Yeah, there's all the cliche ways too. Intellect, humor, blah blah. Chivalry goes a long way with me though. Edit: I can open my own damn jars though. Lol
The ways to my heart are breasts & food! My(old) hippie chick figured that one out right away and here we are.
intelligence, sense of humor, sense of adventure, has to be outdoorsy, good taste in music - although I haven't really ever dated anyone with my same taste in music. Its so annoying on road trips.
kind, intelligent, and beautiful makes me go off oh and if she cooks and has passion for life then its a dream come true