An unintended consequence of finding a Swede and sticking to him, is having a monogamous relationship. The Swede I met in the US, Porbjorn, has decided we should stick together. Adorable, very endearing, shy, he is a perfect a little Swedish specimen. The problem now arises that I can no longer flirt with the Swedes, Danes, Norwegians, or any boy that crosses my path. I told him it was in the name of research, for all woman out there looking for some enlightenment on the Swedish man. His response: “pfft.” We argued and argued and I gave in, realizing the blog fodder will eventually center around him. I kept quiet and smirked. What could be more fun than the exploits of your sweetpie?
So now, I present the Swedish specimen, Porbjorn. =)
What to know about the Swede, part 1:
Housewife…househusband. If you tell him to go do the dishes, he goes. No arguing, no whining, it is equality in the house. Same for laundry and other household matters.
Hold my hand. I’m not for holding hands while I sleep. It is too encroaching. The first few times Porbjorn held my hand, I was annoyed, really annoyed. I got used to it and now, I look for his hand at night.
Cuddling. He said cuddling is a really important part of sex. He finds it amusingly stupid that American men ‘turn around’ and try to ignore the women talking after sex. He believes cuddling is the solution, “why not cuddle after some strenuous activities?” Don’t think I would hear an American man say that.
The Ex factor. Porbjorn and I went to chic restaurant in the city and ended up on what many women consider the worst conversation topic ever: the ex. Strangely, it was not horrible. I asked and he openly answered everything. Why women fear learning about an ex (especially a long term one) and men cringe at answering questions is beyond my comprehension. So be prepared to learn about the ex and don’t fear it.
More to come about those funny Swedes!
