That may be a weird title, but it’s much better than: My Wife Is Dumpster Fire.
If I had posted a piece with that title, my next post would probably be called: My Wife Has Filed For Divorce.
But anyway, back to the camp fire thing…
My wife is hot! And I don’t mean that in a sexy, attractive way (I’m not saying she’s not attractive- she is, but that’s not relevant right now). I’m saying she’s hot because she literally gives off excessive body heat. Her skin is hot to the touch!
The closer you get to her, the warmer you feel. I don’t mean that in an emotional/she-makes-me-feel-warm-and-fuzzy way (although she does, but that also is not relevant right now). I mean when you get physically closer to her, you may soon start to sweat.
We (ok , I…) like to keep our bedroom pretty chilly at night. My wife goes to bed at roughly 10:23pm every night (don’t ask- that’s a whole other blog post) but I usually come up later. When I crawl into bed (I sleep naked- sorry for the TMI) the sheets are usually freezing and uncomfortable, so the quickest way to get warm is to get closer to my campfire wife, whose heat warms me up right quick. But, as it is with fire, if you get too close, you’ll be sweating in no time. And if you do happen to touch her….. like I said- she’s hot! 🥵
So back to the campfire thing again. People gather around a campfire to get warm; I gather around my wife to get warm.
People gather around the campfire to tell stories and hangout; my wife is often at the center of organizing family and friend gatherings and reminding me to show up at social functions.
People toast marshmallows over a campfire and make s’mores; ….I can’t really think of any things my wife has in common with that, so maybe this analogy has reached its limit.
But, I guess that’s what happens when you start writing a blog post at 1AM after crawling into a freezing bed, warming up close to your human campfire wife.

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😂😂 Thanks Dave! I should have offered some counseling websites for those deeply affected by the images!
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Be careful Todd. Be very, very careful here.
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Warning heard! 🙏😁
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You win! You win! Best opening lines EVER! Could you hear me howling? Maybe it was more of a guffaw? I dunno…but you did it. It’s your fault. 😜💝😜
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Hahaha thanks Victoria! I’m glad you found it amusing too! 😁💚
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😜😎😜 yes!
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Is she a read head?
The story goes that before central heating was a thing, the tsar had a flock of read heads who would warm up his bed every night before he departs to sleep. It a historical fact as far as I know, and you are a lucky man to have such a wife.
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Haha that’s a great story! She is brown/blond haired, but she has come home from the hairdresser a few times with red highlights/color.
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I see
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I love this post! So good, Todd! Let’s have s’more!
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😁 Haha I wasn’t expecting that- nice one! Thanks for reading Wynne!
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Haha this was such a cozy read, funny, sweet, and somehow relatable all at once. Love how you turned something as ordinary as body heat into a whole campfire analogy. Your wife sounds like a legend 🔥
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Thank you! I appreciate the kind words and I’m glad you enjoyed the read! 😎🙏
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Too funny. My husband puts his cold hands on me to warm his hands and cool me off. Yep, still married, more than 40 years.
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Haha nice- you guys have a system 👍 Congratulations on 40 years!🎉 We’re at 34
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