DON'T BLOW YOUR LID
WOMEN CRY. They cry in the solitaire of their rooms. They weep their heart out. The one who has shared your passionate moments and sired your kids is sobbing in the depths of the pillows. A nasty remark from you, a sharp tongue or an admonition from you has shattered her feelings. She has dedicated her entire self to please you and to keep you happy and cheerful. She never cares for her aching ankles or a severe headache and with a smile glued to her lips she prepares your breakfast.
A slight under cooking or a an over cooking flares you in a rage. Did you ever stop to check the reasons ? You had a frown sticking to your mug ever since you arose. The previous day's tiff, rebuke or failure had not weared off in the morning. You were inept to win over the situation and early in the morning you unleashed your temperament upon the poor creature. Think over it. Had the breakfast been prepared by your friend's or your boss' wife would you have minded that much ?
Would you've flared up in the same way ? No. You'd have taken it as it came. So think carefully . She didn't save enough trouble or went through further trouble to make it rotten. She might have had a bad incident, a sprained ankle or a distraught news that caught her attention and she slipped. Dear Fellow ! Have a heart. Your wife is not your pet, she is your partner. Don't ever use her as a target-practice-board. She should mean a lot more to you.

Ha ha, that was nice of you to remind the thoughtless husbands to be a little thankful...but these days you may not find such tolerant wives too....