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" Now that I&amp;#039;m approaching Day 5 without Rex, I&amp;#039;m starting to have some real appreciation out there for you army wives, single moms, widows and anyone else who holds down the fort without the daily reinforcement of a mate. And while I would hate to get the reputation of going soft (no pun intended, given this is a column about sex) I more than miss Rex for his household contributions. I actually miss him. Cue sappy elevator music. While I might not ever win a Country Music Award for my spousal ballad, I am writing one just the same. And it goes like this: Rex I miss you when you&amp;#039;re gone  Despite your to-do lists that go on and on I&amp;#039;m scared to admit it, but I miss your dry cleaning  And how Star Trek to you has some life changing meaning I miss how you keep our small house afloat  I miss that annoying phlegm clear of your throat I miss your reminders of, &amp;quot;Love, get to bed&amp;quot;  I miss you popping my zits and shampooing my head I miss your attention to little details  Like cleaning the kitchen and laundry and mail I miss your bill paying  I miss your big feet  I miss how you sometimes come home with small treats I miss our beer drinking and cold Diet Coke  I miss your boring work talk and your laughs at my jokes You can be anal and practical and sometimes uptight  But at the end of the day you make everything right And the fact that you love me I miss most of all  (And it sure helps you&amp;#039;re loyal and handsome and tall) So there you have it, all the things that I miss  I love you, you goof ball  Kiss kiss, kiss kiss, KISS PS: So damnit come home and we&amp;#039;ll have sex again  But first can you fix the tv in the den?  Damn thing drove me crazy when you were gone... "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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