I like to read.He likes sports.
I like to shop. He'd rather not.
I like coffee after an outing.He says, "Let's go home."
I don't understand his explanation. He says it again the same way.
I say it's hot. He says, "No, it's not."
I say it's cold. He says, "You're crazy. Check the temp."
I like words. He uses them sparingly.
I give a spontaneous hug. He wiggles to be free.
I garner my time. He's laissez-faire with his.
I like ballet. He says, "No way!"
I remind him of appointments. He says nothing.
I lack patience. He has a lot.
I avoid numbers. He thrives on them.
He makes me laugh. He says, "It's fun."
I love him. He loves Wolfie.
My passions are literary. His passion is golf.
I like sweet potatoes and Brussels sprouts. He likes meat.
I get lonely. He's self-contained.
I wear color. He wears khaki and navy blue.
My feelings get hurt.He says, "What did I do?"
We've been married 48 years. Opposites attract.