So the wife does NOT think you are bad in bed? This was just an elaborate pun?
I’m going to be in Tokyo again in 3 months. If I too am being wooshed, then vengeance will be mine!
In other words, the OP got you, too.
I eat crackers in bed all the time (I have night sickness - I get nauseous if I stay up too late). My cat and I share a cracker or two. I too have been known to be crumby in bed. 
It took me about five minutes to connect the title with the last line. :o
Whoosheroo for Ellen too. Here I am, applauding WhyNot for her, as always, terrific advice when it comes to All Things Mommy …
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I’m so glad I wasn’t the only whooshee, guys. If **Nava **had just posted 16 minutes earlier…
I thought the toast mentioned in the OP was what set her off about his - uh - inconsiderate behavior before breakfast. Y’know, one of those stupid little things that sets off a tirade of hormonally induced rage? :smack:
Dammit, people, it cannot be “crumby.” I see that, I pronounce the “b,” everytime. And it’s just not right. **TokyoPlayer **spelled it correctly; it’s you who are wrong. I hate “crumby.”
And that’s why I really hated Catcher in the Rye. Him and his stupid crumbyness.
So, she really did kick you of bed for eating crackers? That’s harsh dude.
Now that’s the best advice in the whole thread!
Sorry folks. 
It was all a pun; and, even worse, made up since TW and speak in Japanese so should wouldn’t have made the joke. She did mention the crumbs, but was joking about it. It was only after I got thinking about it later that I realized this was the first time anyone has told me I was crummy in bed.
Yes, I know the others were just being polite.
Autolycus Let me know when you come! I’ll buy you a beer.
WhyNot and others. Thanks for the advice! We’re actually coping well, and whenever she does go off on any hormone-related issue, I’m being plenty patient.
omg I FINALLY GET IT!
sometimes I’m slow
You had me there. Well Played.
Please, I got it before I even read the OP. Until I got to that last line I was sort of in shock that he wasn’t kidding around about crumbs.
Yah, I’m afraid that my sex life is now toast.
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I had to have a coffee, half a brownie, read up and down and then look at the title again before hearing a strange sound above my head, sort of like a small jet propelled plane at speed…
At least you’ve got that bun in the oven.