Husbands Are Like Fires

Husbands are like fires. They go out when unattended.

Zsa Zsa Gabor

What kind of attention are we (or is Zsa Zsa) talking about here? Sexual? Spiritual? Emotional? Existential? Does this mean asking about his day, his dreams, his doubts? Does this mean cooking dinner?

What really does this mean? Can a flame almost out truly be revived? Is there something a wee bit sexist about this quote? Are we wives fires too? What kind of attention and tending do we need to stay put, and stay satisfied, in the context of a marriage?

{I just read Husband the above quote and he thinks it might about men falling asleep when you don't want them to. I don't know why but this interpretation makes me smile. Particularly because I'm always the one who falls asleep without fail eleven minutes into a rented movie. Speaking of which, we are planning to watch Moneyball (and make a fire in our fireplace!) tonight. Was it good? And, in particular, how were the first eleven minutes?}

Thoughts on the quote? What does it mean? Is it sexist, or just kind of funny? Are you good keeping the fire in your life going? Any other movie recs for our mellow Friday night in? Anyone else nod off during movies?