HUSBANDS!! (SIGH!!!)
What is it with men?
While dating us, they seem quite normal......but, once married......Blam!!!!!
Are you ALL this way or is it just MY Husband!
TODAY.........
This is quite a normal Sunday in our house.........
He goes out to buy a newspaper, a simple task you may say, THREE HOURS later he returns,
glassy eyed with a stupid grin on his face, the pub is between the shop and our home! He doesn't seem to realise that I may have noticed he had been gone for THREE HOURS! (Goofy grin!) Nor does he realise this happens so often, I now come to expect it!!
He then suddenly starts feeling guilty (still with a goofy grin) although I haven't said a word!
And insists HE will do lunch.
NOOOOOOOOO!!!.....I leap up to rugby tackle him.......the phone rings.......Bugger.......
.."HELLO!!!!......WHAT!!!........NO, I DON'T WANT BLOODY DOUBLE GLAZING!!!!!".....caller rings off.........I leap to wrestle him to the ground again........Shit, the doorbell rings!.......it's the eldest stepdaughter and her boyfriend......"Hi, come in, would you like a cup of tea?" .........TOO LATE!!!.....I go into my lovely clean kitchen..........ARRRRRGH!
In that short space of time, he has used the whole of the cutlery drawer, two frying pans, seven dinner plates, five side plates, wiped up spills with three previously clean tea towels, splattered food up the wall tiles, on the floor, up the side of the fridge, various wrappers (and screwed up tin foil?) in the sink which is full of greasy cold water, plus empty cans scattered about. "I'll tidy it up later" he tries so hard to say without slurring his words. "No, no, no, no, I'll do it", I say as my voice goes into a high pitch! (I haven't many matching plates left!)
he plays ball with the dog (in the house!) knocking over various ornaments and photoframes in the process, causing my voice to become even higher pitched!.....stepdaughter and boyfriend leave throwing pitying looks over their shoulders and before they have even driven the two house lengths to the main road, Hubby is in bed snoring!
Please excuse me while I try to repair my kitchen. Sob, sob, sob!
Oh, how I love that man of mine!!!!!!
22 comments:
Of course you love him - sounds like a reasonable, genuine sort of bloke! Consider yourself most fortunate: There aren't that many of us around you know:-)
Awwww... I tried not to laugh when reading your blog, but just couldn't help myself. :) I am sorry you had a rough Sunday. LOL!!! You should have forced your husband to clean the kitchen! :) I noticed that men are very interesting creatures, if they offer once to do something and you will say oh it is OK I will do it myself... They won't offer next time...:)) Well, I wish you to have a great week!!!
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that's funny, 3 hours to buy a paper.lol
He loves to cook but not clean up, right?
well just think how boring the planet would be if we men were normal.
tc
ANYONE KNOW WHAT RODRIGO IS SAYING??????
DUNNO IF HE LIKES THE BLOG OR IF HE IS SWEARING AT ME!!!!
I SPEAK A LITTLE SPANISH BUT THIS ISN'T SPANISH????
I GOT THE WORD 'INTERESTING'
HE, HE, HE.
:)
John,
Was going to comment on your blog but being shy (Ha!), I don't give my mail address. Loved your blog though!
:)
it sounds as though he keeps you on your toes. i find that intriguing. i hate ordinary
Oh my, you have a way with words. This had me chuckling, though the mess in the kitchen would flip me out! I can't imagine. Three hours to by the paper?
I think it's(rodrigo) spam in Portugese.lol
T.C.
Wow, ALL those letters just to spell SPAM? What a weird language!
Opposite of those Chinese/Japanese (whatever they are?) films where their mouths move for ages yet the subtitles say 'yes' or 'no'!
;)
I'd love to see a Portugese shopping list! Bet they don't buy much Spam over there!
:D
haha. i really enjoyed reading this!! it was so terrible..but funny! i can relate too! not completley, considering that i am still in highschool, and am not married, but still. guys..eek. lol. that was really cute tho!! i like it!!!
Haha oh don't they just annoy you though? Especially those who go in front of you in the supermarkets...
Loved this post by the way hahaha but judging by his guiltiness he loves you just as much as you love him... it's just one of those 7 sins... going to the pub on the way to the shops haha
Sorry about your Sunday but I would be lying if I didn't say I chuckled quite a few times. I hope he had a wicked hangover
I'm just guessing on the language, my first guess was Spanish but you didn't think it was so...why not Portugese?lol
Speaking of movies with subtitles, the French are the only people who can make a movie about 2 people sitting at a table for an hour talking about a bottle of wine..for goodness sake, get your clothes off and make some love..lol
tc
Sorry about your sobs; thanks for my laughs!
Isn't it the differences between the genders that makes life so exciting! Men, women, husbands, wives it's great that we are all different!
Thanks for visiting my blog, i like yours too and we are after all practically neighbours!
Check out myother 2 sites as well when you have the time.
YOU MEAN THIS ONE!
EBEZP
Thank you for the video of me on my computer.
I love it!
:D
Oh, I wish (and no offense to you) that it WAS only your husband. But, it is every single, solitary, last one of them...
Rodrigo is writing in Portugese how much he likes your blog (has good taste, your blog is fantastic!) and if you would link his to yours.
Cheers.
P.S. Once again thanks for the kind words.
Well, he DID get a newspaper...so...you can't fault him there. Seems he just neglected to mention that he would be reading it over a pint. Or six.
TSB
I would recommend you go do something for 3 hours. . . go get the newspaper yourself. Leave him alone for a while and come back like nothing is wrong. If it wasn't for my future husband, I wouldn't be blogging. I am in the living room typing away, and he is hiding in our bedroom smoking, surfing the net, playing video games . . . etc. Just about everything but being with me. But I love him!
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