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While you stay home with the kids, one drew on the wall, and the other spent the afternoon emptying all the drawers in the house. On top of the fact someone clogged the toilet and created a lake in the bathroom. Your husband then walks in the door ~tracking in mud on your freshly mopped floor, because he forgot to wipe his shoes~, looks at the dinner you made, rolls his eyes and says "Pot roast again?". What do you do?
While you stay home with the kids, one drew on the wall, and the other spent the afternoon emptying all the drawers in the house. On top of the fact someone clogged the toilet and created a lake in the bathroom. Your husband then walks in the door ~tracking in mud on your freshly mopped floor, because he forgot to wipe his shoes~, looks at the dinner you made, rolls his eyes and says "Pot roast again?". What do you do?
I'd say, in my most polite, kind, sweet, wifely tone,
"Only for you and the kids, darling. I'm going to Luigi's with the Mom's Group for lobster ravioli and martinis. Oh and by the way, the toilet's clogged again, be a good boy and clean up before I get home? Thanks, kiss kiss!"
I've actually had my husband walk into the house right when things have suddenly gone from calm to chaotic - dog barfed on the carpet, child tracked poo all over the bathroom floor (potty training nightmare story), other child with bleeding skinned knee and dinner literally charring on the stove...
I remember the appalled look on his face. I do. But he wisely chose not to say a word.
I've actually had my husband walk into the house right when things have suddenly gone from calm to chaotic - dog barfed on the carpet, child tracked poo all over the bathroom floor (potty training nightmare story), other child with bleeding skinned knee and dinner literally charring on the stove...
I remember the appalled look on his face. I do. But he wisely chose not to say a word.
I've actually had my husband walk into the house right when things have suddenly gone from calm to chaotic - dog barfed on the carpet, child tracked poo all over the bathroom floor (potty training nightmare story), other child with bleeding skinned knee and dinner literally charring on the stove...
I remember the appalled look on his face. I do. But he wisely chose not to say a word.
While you stay home with the kids, one drew on the wall, and the other spent the afternoon emptying all the drawers in the house. On top of the fact someone clogged the toilet and created a lake in the bathroom. Your husband then walks in the door ~tracking in mud on your freshly mopped floor, because he forgot to wipe his shoes~, looks at the dinner you made, rolls his eyes and says "Pot roast again?". What do you do?
My husband is more likely to ask me if I want him to staple the kids to the ceiling than complain about food. That's why I love him.
While you stay home with the kids, one drew on the wall, and the other spent the afternoon emptying all the drawers in the house. On top of the fact someone clogged the toilet and created a lake in the bathroom. Your husband then walks in the door ~tracking in mud on your freshly mopped floor, because he forgot to wipe his shoes~, looks at the dinner you made, rolls his eyes and says "Pot roast again?". What do you do?
Leave him and the kids and go to the local wine bar.
While you stay home with the kids, one drew on the wall, and the other spent the afternoon emptying all the drawers in the house. On top of the fact someone clogged the toilet and created a lake in the bathroom. Your husband then walks in the door ~tracking in mud on your freshly mopped floor, because he forgot to wipe his shoes~, looks at the dinner you made, rolls his eyes and says "Pot roast again?". What do you do?
Look at him and say "I'm sorry. You're clearly in the wrong house,. I believe you want the white one with blue trim across the street."
Seriously, body snatchers would have had to have had their way with Mr. Aconite for that to have happened.
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