prewife dot com. You proposed. She said yes…|NOW WHAT?

I was talking with a friend the other day who has received THE ultimatum from his girlfriend. She has decreed over text message the seventh inning stretch, that he has three to six months in which to shit propose or get off the pot she’ll move out of their current living situation.

Apparently, her sentiments were exacerbated by my own proposal to the PreWife. It is one thing to tell friends over the phone or via email that you got engaged and then enjoy the thanks from her father and praise from them for your happy occasion. It is quite another thing entirely to meet up with your paired off friends and find that after the women are done oogling the .005 carat huge rock on your PreWife’s finger, they tend to look at their own Men and make a determination that either it is time to move on and get engaged or it is time to move out. Ouch!

So, what’s a guy to do? Read the rest of this entry »

Today is nothing but accolades as usual for the prewife. First off, she has purchased her wedding gown. Not only that, in a feat of Herculean Athenian show of stength, will, determination and love for my cheap sorry ass, the grand total came to $500 That’s right $500 for a wedding dress. That is just unheard of. Not only that, but it fit her right off the rack.
Wait! It gets better! It took her about 30 minutes to pick it out (yes I was there). Read the rest of this entry »

So, you may be scratching your head asking yourself, “UUmmmm, what just happened?” Don’t panic. What happened is nothing different then when you were in college, or even high school. First there were your good intentions to make her an honest (no, really) woman. Then there was some alcohol. After a few drinks, there was too much alcohol. Then there was that blackout for 5 hours until you woke up the next morning and the women in the bed next to you was crying, but not because of anything bad you did the night before (for once).
Ok, now you can panic. It turns out you proposed to your sweetie of _____ years, months, days (or If you are in Vegas) hours. That tender smile on her face and that 2 carat rock weighing down her finger are all the signs you need to know that life as you know it is about to change forever. That’s what PREWIFE.com is all about. How to get ready for her both of your big day. If you feel you need a break from all the freedom that is vaporizing in front of your eyes, head on over to our other site MANCAVESITE.COM and feel the warm breeze of testosterone.