Do you know what difference a marriage can make to a relationship? Have you ever stopped to think about what difference it made to yours, or how different it can make to yours? Well, I suppose with every relationship, the story varies. Let me share mine over a story of drunken prawns.
So last week we headed to Long Beach for a seafood dinner. The man ordered a few dishes, including my favourite drunken prawns. The waitress dished out a few bowls of prawns for us and I had two bowls but I was still eyeing my man’s share, which was left untouched.
After awhile, he pushed his bowl to me, and said I could have them if I like. And I thought to myself: hmm…at least he remembers that these are my favourite and he’s letting me having his share, even though he didn’t de-shell any of them for me as he used to.
Just when I was de-shelling the first prawn from that bowl, he said this: Erm, how nice if someone can de-shell the prawns and put them in my mouth.
So, there you go.
The difference in my relationship before and after marriage is in who de-shells the prawn for whom. And no prizes for guessing if those prawns did indeed land inside his mouth.
We can’t still figure out who is doing more of the deshelling. He thinks he is and I think I am. Hehe. However literally speaking, when it comes to prawns, I’ve always been the one who deshells. He’s not a prawn connoseir.
mumsgather: Maybe yours is a balance? So you are like me, you love prawns too?
Comment by mumsgather — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 @ 11:34 pm
Very interesting analogy. I think right now, my husband is the desheller.
BBM: That’s great for you!
Comment by Black Belt Mama — Fri, 26 Jan 2007 @ 12:06 am
I also think that Papa BoK is the desheller .. in our relationship.. hhahaha!!!
MB: You’re lucky! Me thinks Papa Bok is a great hubby and dad!
Comment by Mama BoK — Fri, 26 Jan 2007 @ 2:46 am
Hmm..whether it’s in our marriage or eating prawns, hubby is the desheller. Sometimes i think i bully him too much…
Eileen: You’re lucky! Just remember to de-shell for him occasionally…:smile:
Comment by Eileen — Fri, 26 Jan 2007 @ 9:49 am
In our marriage, am, without a doubt, the desheller. i love prawns,too, cooked with sour broth and fresh veggies.
Belle: What about before marriage? You were also the desheller?
Comment by Belle — Fri, 26 Jan 2007 @ 12:17 pm
yes, sesame, as I recall, I was the desheller even before marriage but i am making him pay now in other ways like making sure my cup of green tea is ready when I get up and when I get home from work. so far, i haven’t heard complain. by the way, your boy is cute!
Belle: That’s a good balance! And thanks for the compliment about my boy!
Comment by Belle — Sat, 27 Jan 2007 @ 7:35 am
If I ask nicely, hubs might deshell for me. When i was in Malaysia, my cousin did all the deshelling for me. Hahaha.
here, I do my own deshelling. Hubs would rather not eat prawns as it’s messy.
Irene: Your cousin? Wow, your cousin must have been very fond of you!
Comment by irene — Sat, 27 Jan 2007 @ 9:10 am
You’re funny.
Then I guess, I am the de-sheller, both before and after marriage. 
niceheart:
And I say your man is lucky to have you!
Comment by niceheart — Mon, 29 Jan 2007 @ 4:35 am
Hm… I shd count myself lucky then? My hubby still deshell for me… but I tot the best way to eat the prawns esp DRUNKEN PRAWN is to enjoy the process of deshelling it, savyouring the succulent sweetness from the shell, then UM! dunk the whole chunky meat into the mouth?
Everytime I got is an dipped prawn (hubby’s saliva + chilli soya sauce):p
wtpg: Your hubby so much tender loving care…yes, you are lucky!
Comment by wtpgrr — Mon, 29 Jan 2007 @ 6:18 pm
Hmm…your blog always give interesting insights to marriage & kids… Am not married yet, but for now, he’s the one doing the de-shelling…I shall enjoy the moment first…
nami: That’s great! So remember to train him to deshell for you all the way.
Comment by nami — Mon, 29 Jan 2007 @ 9:34 pm
I believe that the first step in making a marriage work is to accept the fact that some things change and will continue changing. Right?
JM: Part of the deal is… must accept lor…
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