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Trying to be nice to hubby and he scares the crap out of me

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So yesterday on woot.com they have this cool video camera that is ideal for paranormal research. It does night vision, and it’s small, has a stand, also films in regular non-night vision and has all sorts of fancy words and letters and numbers attached to it, so I’m sure it’s a great find.

I tell my hubby who I think is going to be happy- he would love to do paranormal research. And this is what he does to me.

Me- “Look, my dearest most beloved husband ever, look upon the treasure I found for you.”

Hubby- “Just another thing I don’t have time to do.”

Me (trying to stay up beat)- “But listen to the awesome,” I read the description.

Hubby, face totally serious- “Maybe you should get that, I can set it up and find out what has been going in and out of your room at night while you’re sleeping.” *

And then he walks away.

WTF!!!! Um hello, what’s coming in and out of my room??? Why would he say that to me? What did I do to deserve such vile treatment? And how quickly can I get one of these things? And how am I going to fall asleep?

* I have a room downstairs in the group home while hubby and kids sleep in the apartment upstairs. So I am now alone, at night, wondering what is getting past the security system and the locked doors. Where are the Winchester brothers when you need them??

I need an irritating husband.

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In trying to revamp my blog and make it better. I began reading other blogs, and I realized that my husband is holding me back.

I need witty banter and a frustrated husband so I will have good stories to tell.

For example, when I have spent all day sitting on the couch reading or watching bad SyFy movies, and the house is a mess, hubby doesn’t complain, ask me what I have done, or if I’ll ever clean anything. Nope he just cleans the house. Himself. With no snarky comments. How am I supposed to work with this?

I’ll give you another example:
Hubby comes home, sweaty and dirty (he builds Japanese gardens) says hi, asks about my day, takes a quick shower, naps, then cleans the kitchen so he can make me dinner.

One of hubby’s gardens.

Um, hello, how does this help me?? I mean sure I get an amazing meal, and the bugs run from the soap, but what about my blog? What about the witty banter and crazy arguments that will send me viral. Hm, what about that?

It’s really selfish of him to be so thoughtful.

One would think I could get good stuff from the kids, but they claim they have homework, need to go to school, and want to hang out with friends. But is that a valid excuse for not being around to provide me with proper material? I think not.

This blogging is hard work, I hope your families are more supportive in your blogging efforts then mine are.