I’m sitting here chuckling; I guess I had labored under the delusion that my wife and I are the rare couple who will nudge one another and point: “Check out her, with the gazongas falling out of the tank top.” “Yeah, heh heh.”
And yeah, we pretty much do tell each other everything. “How come you’re sitting like that?” “Cos my butthole itches.” “Oh, yeah, I hate that.”
Hello tater. Another guy checking in.
My wife and I do tell each other stuff that our friends have told us. A couple of important points here:
Our friends know this.
We’re both very discreet.
My wife’s friends (for instance) tell her stuff knowing that it will get back to me and go no further. We both very much enjoy getting together to gossip over our friends problems. Sometimes we’ll even offer a helpful opinion to take back to said friends.
My friends have less stuff to talk about, but we’re guys and thus shallow.
If your hubby can’t keep a secret I think you are right not to pass the information along to him.
I am a female. My SO and I believe in honesty, but we still tell each other secrets that others have told us because we know that neither one of us will tell anyone else. However, most of my friends know this and if asked to specifically not tell my SO I won’t. Also, we know not to say anything if asked by the person who told the other one a secret. This has worked well for over 3 years, but only a few secrets have been shared in the first place.
Yes, dear.
Secrets die with me.
Partly because I believe in some kind of archaic honor system. Mostly, because if a friend tells me a secret, by the time I get back home, I’ve forgotten it.
How bout this one, guys?
When she tells you how much she likes the new wallpaper you put up in the spare bathroom, do you answer:
A: Yes dear, I really am glad we went to 6000 paint and wallpaper stores, looked through every damn book of wallpaper, then spent an exorbitant amount of money, pissed away a glorious weekend stripping perfectly acceptable unstrippable wallpaper and hanging the new stuff, and of course having to buy new towels and everything to match the new paper. Having the new paper in a bathroom I never use really does make my life complete.
B: Yes dear, it looks nice. You really have an eye for decorating.
C: Is it any different than the old stuff?
Then there’s the old chestnut:
“Do you notice anything different honey?”
If you wanna make the poor schmuck PANIC!, there’s no better way.
“Damn, did she get her hair cut? Hey, do I recognize that lamp? Please, may I suffer a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot and not have to risk answering incorrectly!”
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Another thing is, guys are stupid. Their simple brains simply don’t process so much stuff their SO’s might consider vital. Like, “Oh yeah, I guess Bob told me his wife’s mom has cancer. What kind? Uh - did I tell you he got a new set of tires?” **
OMG, Dinsdale that is the other thing Hubby does that drives me nuts. Details, I need details! Thankfully, this usually isn’t about cancer…mostly it’s about baby announcements. He’ll come home and tell me so and so had a baby. Well, of course I want to know what time, how much it weighed, how long, does it have hair, how was the labor, what is the baby’s full name. Is that too much to ask? Hah! I’m lucky if he remembers the sex.
And all of you folks with discreet spouses, I am so jealous. Like I said, Mr. Tot is not a malicious gossip, he just has this bad habit of blurting before thinking. I really need a second husband that can be my little gossip buddy. Preferably a flaming gay one. Any takers?
I don’t need to tell my SO everything…
She just KNOWS! :eek:
Yer pal,
Satan
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tatertot:
To begin, I’m male.
The answer is, yes, I tell my wife everything, except that which other people tell me in confidence, unless those people specifically tell me I can also mention to my wife. If it’s someone else’s secret, I assume I don’t have his premission to tell my wife unless he (or she) tells me I do.
And my wife is no blabbermouth. That’s not why I don’t share others’ secrets with her. The point here is that I’m not one either.
male.
I consider myself lucky that my SO and I can point out people we think are attractive. In fact, she’s often nudging me and saying things like “look, you can see her nipples through her blouse!”
Do I tell her everything? No, partly because I can’t translate most of my twisted thoughts into Japanese, but mostly because, as a guy, I don’t notice very much of what happens in my life.
A tip for the women: if you ask a guy what he’s thinking about, and he says “nothing,” he’s telling you the truth.
–sublight.
Man, Sublight, I wish my SO would point out stuff like that to me. I always miss it! 
I tell my SO some stuff. I would never keep something from her that one of my friends asked me to keep secret. My first allegiance is to her. It won’t go anywhere else, but she definitely ghets to hear it.
On secrets I wan’t to keep, she doesn’t get to know. In this case, my first allegiance is to me. But she gets to hear most stuff, and all the important stuff.