And thus the paradox of French women! :)
the paradox of French women..
I know, I have one for a wife, well she is French-German.
She hates my guns and hates my motorcycles even more, she hates my bed because it hurts her back so she sleeps in a recliner. She will keep cooking something I despise and forgets what I like to eat.
But she knows that without my hobbies I would be less than a man, an empty vacant shell that probably drinks himself to an early grave.