Taming the Savage Beast

Ah, Cosmopolitan.... the magazine in which all women are portrayed as lusty, busty, scantily-clad bimbos.

I picked up copies of the magazine from time to time in my early twenties, even though I couldn't really relate to articles like, "How to Get It On in an Elevator" or "What Your Boobs Say About Your Love Life."

Cosmo was sort of an escape. In real life, I was a news anchor fighting for credibility despite my age. But I could open Cosmo after work and pretend I was a wannabe Bond girl whose only concern was what to wear that night.

Anyway. Once I got married, I didn't really read Cosmopolitan anymore. I mean, I didn't need tips on snagging a man, and that seems to be a major concern of Cosmo's target demo.

But last week, a Cosmopolitan headline caught my eye:

6 Ways to Train Your Boyfriend.

Cosmo had compiled a list of animal training techniques from some of the world's leading experts and explained how we could apply them to OUR MEN.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

SHEER BRILLIANCE.

Without telling Hubs what I was doing, I spent last week training him. Like an animal. And you can find out how it went in this week's newspaper edition of Suburban Turmoil. Remember, leave a comment over there with your URL and I'll stop by your blog.

In the meantime, I'd love to know how you've trained your man. Heh.