Showing posts with label husband. Show all posts
Showing posts with label husband. Show all posts

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Men and Their Complaints


On the radio a few weeks ago the hosts were discussing an article on eHarmony’s website about dating advice. The article is written by Grant Langston and is titled, “Men’s Ten Biggest Complaints About Women.”

I thought it was pretty interesting and funny because all of the complaints, in my opinion, are true – whether I want to openly admit it or not. When you read this you may swear up and down that you don’t do these things, but truth is, most/many of us do. I will be first to admit.

1. You want us to change, and then lose respect for us when we do.

The author gives an example of his friend who married someone who was in a band. The woman was a bit threatened by all of the attention her husband received and told him that she hated he was in a band and wish he’d just quit. When he quit the band she told her friends, “I’m a little less attracted to him because he quit the band, and just did what I asked. Now he just hangs out at home.”  This may be a very specific example but it can easily be related to things I have done in the past. For example, not liking a boyfriend’s job and complaining to him about it. When he quits, I complain that he is out of work.

2. You have a complicated set of double standards.

We like having an equal relationship and having say in things we do in relationships. But when our significant others take us out and ask what we’d like to do tonight we get angry that they haven’t taken charge of the situation and plan a nice evening out. The list could go on and on for examples of when us ladies do this. I hate to admit that I definitely have double standards.

3. You don’t understand and/or like our need for alone time.

I certainly don’t like it or understand it. We don’t understand why they don’t want to spend more time with us and why they want to do things on their own like play golf or go out with the guys.

4. You fixate on what we’re thinking, when you should be watching what we’re doing.

I don’t like the explanation although the author has a good point. He says, we ask “what are you thinking? And men say, “Nothing.” We assume it must be a lie and decide that the man isn’t willing to communicate with us. The author goes on to say that the problem is, this is the wrong question to ask. Men are action-oriented. We should watch what they are doing instead of asking. If the guy is coming home late every night, they aren’t happy at home. If they are not calling back even though they said “I love you”, they don’t love you.

5. You like to play coy.

We tend to play the “I don’t care game” with men. If we care, they want to know! The author says, “You think we like the chase? Perhaps. You think we like guessing whether we’re wasting our time? No.”

6. You have a tendency to be critical.

We really do tend to be critical at times. There is not much to say about this one, it is true, unfortunately.

7. You use your emotions as a weapon.

It is not that we mean to – well sometimes. But I know that we sometimes turn on the tears to get our way. Hey, if it works, why not?

8. You’re always looking down the road.

It is in our nature to do this. We tend to think about the next major step in life. Men tend to think much shorter term.

9. Your expectations are set by Hollywood and sky high.

We know that our man is not going to be like the George Clooney or Brad Pitt in the movie, but in our heart we want it. It is not our fault we have been fed a fantasy about romance and passion that only happens in the movies.

10. You see us as projects you can ‘fix.’

We meet a man, we like them, we date them, we marry them. Somewhere along the line we see the rough edges and want to round them off.


So, do you agree with these complaints? Are you guilty of all of them or only some? 


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Thursday, May 17, 2012

Summer Has Officially Begun!


I’m very excited about today and let me tell you why…my summer has officially started and I’m super psyched! Why has my summer officially started on this Thursday in May…because I don’t have to work my Thursday bar shift for the whole summer!!!  You may be wondering why since my husband and I own the joint and I’ll tell you.

Several years ago when things finally started to get settled at the bar, my hubby and I decided that we needed to have at least one night where we did something together.  So we decided to join a bowling league together and it was the perfect idea.  It was something that we had to dedicate at least one night a week too.  It’s something that’s active so we’re not just sitting on our asses (not that we get to do that much anyways) and it was a way to meet some new people.  Not only good for us, but our bowling league now hangs out at the bar…can’t beat that!  Plus, for me, I have  gained at least five more hours in my week to get other things done and that’s a big deal.

So on my first Thursday without having to work at the bar, I plan on getting out in my garden and pulling some weeds!  Might not sound like too much fun to you, but I’m looking forward to it.  My garden is in need of a little TLC plus, I find gardening to be pretty therapeutic and it looks to be the perfect gardening day here in the ‘Burgh.  Then it’s off to our first night of bowling for the season.  I’ve already got my shoes cleaned, my ball shiny and plenty of dollars to spend on the dollar beers. 

It’s going to be a GREAT day today…I just know it!!! 
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Thursday, May 3, 2012

The Joys of Being a Homeowner

The same month that my husband and I got married, we purchased our first home. Actually, we signed the papers on my birthday so happy birthday to me! That was three years ago...and today we are still working on the house.

I've told you all a bit about my house before when I was looking for windows (and yes, they were installed and look great!) but this time it isn't a remodel that upsets me...it is my oven.

When we moved in, my husband totally re-did our bathroom and kitchen. Literally gutted it out and put everything new in. So my oven will only be three this September but yet, it has decided lately that it does not want to heat up correctly. I started to notice this when I made brownies and I have made brownies numerous times but this time they just came out like crap! I knew they were bad when my husband who, bless his heart, really does try to like everything I make even though he speaks his mind, told me that they were just bad. The middle wasn't cooked at all and I know I baked them on the right temperature. So I figured it was a fluke....bad mix, bad eggs, bad oil, something but not my oven.

Well the next day I tried to cook chicken in my oven. It was a recipe from a spice package so it's not like I was doing anything from scratch and it said the chicken would be fully cooked in 45 minutes to and hour. Well 45 minutes rolled around, not done, an hour, not done, an hour and half after that I was reallllly pissed and super hungry. So we started to look into it and now I have been fighting with a thermometer I purchased for my oven.

My husband thinks the thermometer is garbage and that it really doesn't tell me the right temperature. Our manual for our oven does say not to go by a thermometer but considering my oven obviously doesn't heat up to the right temperature anyways, what can I trust? At least things are baking now when before a 350 degree preheat was only making it to 250 according to my thermometer!

Has anyone else out there experienced this issue? It is a gas Frigidaire oven. Everything is hooked up right. I really don't want to have to buy a new oven especially when this one is only two and a half years old!! HELP! Share This Post
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Monday, October 10, 2011

The Marines



This past weekend I had the honor of being in my husband's cousin's wedding. Her and I are wonderful friends and have been since my husband and I first started to date. A fellow Marine of my husbands was lucky enough to be the groom (I say it like I picked him out of a crowd) and so other Marines were invited to the wedding. It was such a great time, however this story is not about the wedding, but instead, about the Marines.

My husband and I met in college about a year after he had returned from his deployment overseas with the Marine Corps. He still had a couple of years left in his contract, so I had the pleasure of getting to become friends with some of his comrades. Let's just say they are all unique. I could go on and on with hilarious stories, but this posting is to tell you about the love of a Marine, and no, not towards me or the bride, but for each other. And not the Don't Ask, Don't Tell type of love either.

At the wedding, two full rows of pews were filled with Marines in their dress blues, looking as sharp as ever and the groom stood tall in his at the alter marrying the woman of his dreams. Directly after the ceremony, I watched all of the Marines walk outside and stand in formation waiting to do a ceremonial sword detail when the bride and groom walked out. It gave me the chills.

These Marines range anywhere in age from 21 to no older than 30 I would guess, who have been through a war and have seen all kinds of things that some don't even speak of. But what brought them together on Saturday's wedding was love.

There are all kinds of male groups that you could argue have great times together, whether it be the frat guys, sports guys or what have you, but I guarantee you have never met a more brotherly group of guys until you have met a group of Marines. They care for each other, through thick and thin, even though they may not have seen each other for weeks, months or some even years. At the reception, they all acted like it was just yesterday they were all together going through probably the hardest times of their lives.

I know my husband will make fun of me for this post, but he and his Marines have formed a bond that I am sometimes jealous about. I haven't been through what they have with any of my girlfriends and they will tell you nothing will come close to it either. Seeing them all together this weekend really brought the feeling of thankfulness that they are still with us, for their service and for their love. Because if a Marine didn't love, we would not be where we are today.
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