Thanks to my brother-in-law for sending me these photos and apologies to anyone who has already seen them. So the question is, which picture describes your marriage the best? I know there are days when I feel like the caged babchas behind the tractor.
The one where the guy is sleeping with his bike in the tent is totally my brothers. There was one summer where my brothers were both home from college and sleeping in their old bunkbeds. Except they never once slept in their bunkbeds. Their bikes slept in the beds and they slept on the floor. The whole summer.
I married A man from one of those black and white sitcoms from the 50's. He would rather eat glass than allow any -ANY- woman in his sight to lift anything, tote anything, push, pull, move, whatever. He will never sit until every woman has a chair, and he would rather eat glass than sleep in a bed if a woman has to sleep on the couch.
I love me some Ozzie Nelson!
Anonymous said…
Where are the entry forms? I would like to nominate my husband for this award. I love him to death, but I'm afraid he would win this hands down.
Award? Is there a statuette or gift bag involved? Yes, Wife... sign me up. I'm pretty sure I would be quite the contender; at least you could finally claim that you married a winner.
I'm glad to have all you new faces around here, Magirk, Maddy, Kadusey, and the Donkey's family!
Kadusey, I'm surprised your MIL didn't make the teaching lesson BEFORE she reached the top of the stairs. I would have just sat down at the bottom and started screaming swears until they got down. That would have taught them too but it probably isn't as graceful as your MIL!
Nancy, WHY would the bikes sleep in the bed? I know how nutsy your brothers are about bikes, but putting them in their beds? Now that's just weird.
S'mee and Marie, your husbands should go on the lecture circuit so wives like me could make our husbands go and learn some sense.
I've got to say though, my life has gotten a lot easier since Spike started lifting weights at the gym. He's always happy to show off how strong he's getting. I just have to say, "Spike, do you think you're strong enough to life X" and he's hopping to help.
Every single one of those could be my husband and myself. In his defense, he geniunely doesn't realize it when I'm carrying the 440-pound bundle of hay and he's empty-handed. Once he realizes it (i.e. I nag him), he quickly fixes the situation.
i have a classic picture with a similar theme in our wedding album. it was february and roger is walking in front of me with the umbrella. i'm probably 10 feet behind him. he was nice and dry though.....
Anonymous said…
HAHAHAHAHAHA about the remote, and good luck with that one. I swear it is wired in males to want the remote. My boys started young in demanding the remote and usually got it unless their dad was around.
I believe the bikes slept in the bed because otherwise they might get bumped as someone walked into the room or something. It was the safest place. I don't know...doesn't make sense to me either. Ask them! Boys are weird.
Reminds me of the time when an old guy at a wedding gave the young groom some advice: "Some days you'll come home and the house will be a mess and the kids will be crazy and dinner won't be ready. Don't get mad. Instead, put your feet up, read the newspaper, and give the wife some time to get things together."
It's hysterical! It's nice to know that women around the world are all treated the same. Do all the work, get none of the credit. I'm not sure which one we are, I guess it depends on the day.
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I love me some Ozzie Nelson!
Kadusey, I'm surprised your MIL didn't make the teaching lesson BEFORE she reached the top of the stairs. I would have just sat down at the bottom and started screaming swears until they got down. That would have taught them too but it probably isn't as graceful as your MIL!
Nancy, WHY would the bikes sleep in the bed? I know how nutsy your brothers are about bikes, but putting them in their beds? Now that's just weird.
S'mee and Marie, your husbands should go on the lecture circuit so wives like me could make our husbands go and learn some sense.
I've got to say though, my life has gotten a lot easier since Spike started lifting weights at the gym. He's always happy to show off how strong he's getting. I just have to say, "Spike, do you think you're strong enough to life X" and he's hopping to help.