He's a keeper.
Question about men?????
They are all keepers!! Just sometimes you'd like to keep them under the crawl space or in a closet or a cellar.... or shackled someplace (safe) (with a bottle of water and some bread) (and the remote control waaaaaaay across the room!!) HA!
ROTFL!!!!!!!!!!
LOLOLOLOLOLOL!! Couldn't have said it better..
I'm into shackles...
Oh what a fun thread to stumble on. I guess my guy is old school. He doesn't do anything to help around here. He used help out a little bit, but hasn't in years. Well, maybe saying 'never' and 'nothing' is too harsh. He does his own laundry because he didn't like the way I did it. And on his days off, he'll make his own brealkfast.
If I'm sick, everything waits for me to get well. But he will make himself something to eat.
He used to be very handy around the house. He was great at fixing and building things. He was so good at it, he got a job in maintenance. Now the last thing he wants to do when he gets home is fix something. Now, if I can't fix it, things don't get fixed until it inconveniences him.
My dad did everything, probably more than my mom did. His dad did nothing, in fact his mom waited hand and foot on his dad. I guess I should feel lucky that he doesn't expect me to wait hand and foot on him too. Then I'd have to do all the work around here and wait on him.
ROTFLOL!! OMG, Missingrosie....you are hysterical!
Joy - interesting how the generations skipped, huh? I guess it's understandable that your DH has enough of doing the maintenance stuff at work. It's like our painter's wife is always telling me....he won't paint their house either! LOL
I just looked at the illustration in your first post, Jen. Never wore an apron!
You'd look great in an apron, Victor! You're the type that can carry it off just fine, at least as long as it isn't pink floral! LOL
Hee hee!
I prefer the Debbie Does Dishes one!
Perfect choice!!
DonnieBrook, Yes! I actually do get it. I was a cook at a cafe once. And the last thing I wanted to do was cook when I got home. But I sure miss having a handy man around.
I no longer work out side of the home but I'm not too handy.
Joy
My DW became a stay-at-home Mom over 10 years ago. Before that we shared cooking & cleaning. Now we have more traditional roles.
When she is sick enough to slow her down (rare), between the kids, meals, homework, etc., then housework is the least of our worries.
Didn't read everything here, and will go back later for that, but this is interesting. I'm not married, so don't have a man in my life. In some ways it's simpler that way. No one telling me what to do.
Victor, so nice to hear you do so much around the house.
My ideal man would love housework and leave most of the yard work for me, except maybe mowing the lawn. He would love to cook, too. I don't really mind cooking, and I'm good at it, but it takes so much time from my gardening (except this time of year). I don't really mind doing dishes much, either. I hate cleaning the bathroom the most. Hate dusting, as I just have too much to dust. Maybe I should get rid of some stuff.
My friend Karen's husband never lifts a finger to help out when she is sick. She still has to cook, clean, do dishes, all the usual stuff. He is very old school. Heaven forbid she dies before him. He won't know what to do with himself.
Karen
Sorry Karen, I already found him and I'm not sharing ^_^
DH does a lot of the house work because he's rather particular about how things are done. He will spend twice as long as anyone else washing and drying the sheets just right and then wad them up and cram them in the linen closet on top of the towels. My jobs are garden and pets and fixing stuff that breaks. He helps outside with the heavy stuff and mowing the lawn.
When he broke his leg this spring he didn't complain about how I cooked or washed or vacuumed at all. It's a good thing too because I would have packed him up and dropped him off at his parents house if he had!
My Dad is completely useless when it comes to caring for himself or anything around the house. I can distinctly remember a camping trip as a child when he and I went to the beach and then drove home to my rather pregnant mother to drop off dirty clothes and dishes, get clean ones, and go back out for more camping.
it's tough for a guy - good thing we have thick skin to take all this abuse :)
LOL!
My mom says my dad tried to diaper only once. It was the days of cloth diapers and he attempted on my younger sister. Mom says the result was laughable.
When my mom went into labor with me my dad just called the ambulance for her and stayed home while I was being born. My oldest brother took the phone call that it was girl, my dad's response "oh that's nice"
so this started at birth and not with your hubby :)
Hee hee! Issues with men, Jen?
Can you believe I just read this on an orchid site while doing a little research?
HUSBANDMART
A husband shopping center has just opened where a woman may go to choose a husband from among many men. The store is comprised of six floors, and the men increase in positive attributes as the shopper ascends the flights.
There is, however, a catch: As you open the door to any floor you may choose a man from that floor, but if you go up a floor, you cannot go back down except to exit the building and you can never re-enter.
So a woman goes to the shopping center to find a husband.
On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 - These men have jobs.
The woman reads the sign and says to herself, "Well, that's better than my last boyfriend, but I wonder what's further up?" So up she goes.
The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 - These men have jobs and love kids.
The woman remarks to herself, "That's great, but I wonder what's further up?" And up she goes again.
The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love kids and are extremely good looking.
"Hmmm, better" she says. "But I wonder what's upstairs?"
The fourth floor sign reads:
Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love kids, are extremely good looking and help with the housework.
"Wow!" exclaims the woman, "very tempting. BUT, there must be more further up!" And again she heads up another flight.
The fifth floor sign reads:
Floor 5 - These men have jobs, love kids, are extremely good looking, help with the housework and have a strong romantic streak.
"Oh, mercy me! But just think... what must be awaiting me further on?" So up to the sixth floor she goes.
The sixth floor sign reads:
Floor 6 - You are visitor 123,456,789,012,345 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please.
Thank you for shopping at HusbandMart and have a nice day.
That's hysterical, Laurel! Too much truth in that one, I'm afraid. But if I'm truthful, I feel VERY lucky to be so happily married to a great guy, and really wouldn't change anything in him. I think I got the better end of the deal anyway! LOL
Joy - I'm not very handy either - unless I need to be in order to do something I want to do. LOL ....See, that's what I mean about Hank getting the shorter stick!
That's a good one, MPL! I've gotten that one in an email before.
Karen
That is funny Laurel, I would have stopped at the 5th floor. What else is there???
Oh! That is wonderful. And it makes a lot of sense. I know women who have never married because they're expectations are too high.
My husband is not perfect, but then neither am I. We were 14 year old jr high school sweethearts who married in our 20's and have been married for 34 years now. I'm glad my expectations weren't so high that I passed him up.
Joy
When I went into labor with our first child - my husband accompanied me to the hospital. To be fair --it wasn't in fashion then for the husband to be in the birth room. And so off he went to the daddy's waiting room (I thought)......When the deed was accomplished --- there he was --right at my side......and looking all flushed and excited. "A proud daddy I thought" I peppered him with all the right questions -- What do you think, are you happy she is a she....do you think she is pretty... is she healthy.....are all the parts and pieces in the right places....are you happy....... etc. He nodded and smiled and said "You know now that you will be home all day with the baby, I figured that you would need better TV than that piece of junk that we have......so after they wheeled you away I went and bought you a Sony TV!!! That TV lived with us longer than that lil gal did!!
My DH does nothing inside or outside the house. He will occasionally cook and he loves to eat vegetables that I have grown in the garden all by myself and told me last week that it was time to empty the trash compactor. Guess who did the emptying a couple of days later.
To the husbands that share chores, god bless you. You're wonderful role models to your children, boys or girls. Give yourselves a big pat on the back.
To all young girls be careful when you choose a mate. Is he flexible and helpful? When you go shopping will he help by carrying some bags? What's his apartment like or how helpful is he in his parents' house? Does his mother wait on him constantly? How does he treat people? These are just a few questions to ask yourself Your life is ahead of you. Do you want to spend it bickering, angry, resentful or would you rather be appreciated, loved and feel like a full partner. I see some of my nieces in relationships that I know they'll regret. One boyfriend's mother told my niece to go and get her son a straw at a restaurant. We need to be honest with our children so that they can have better lives than some of us have had.
Helen, you hit it right on the nose with your advice to young people these days. Wished I knew when I was young what I know now, and maybe I wouldn't have gone through 2 failed marriages.
Rosie, I love your story about your husband going out and buying the TV while you were in labor. Good one!
Karen
Soooooooooo glad I never re married
Me too! Great advice Helen.
I used to have to pull teeth to get my ex-husband to do anything, sick or not. One day I came home from work to find roses on the table, house clean and candles everywhere. I thought how nice and romantic. Till I flipped the light switches and found the electricity had been cut off. He screwed up paying one of the only bills he was responsible for. When I would tell his mother how irresponsible he was she would say "Oh, his father is the same way. Just cook him a good dinner and try to make him happy". Duh! After a couple of years of many more episodes like this I sent him back to her so SHE could make him happy. And that made ME very happy.
There are toooo many responsability issues in todays modern life to allow a drag and deadbeat to mess up your life.
"Man up" you guys.
I know there are some gems out there, my SIL is one.
The rest of you shape up. Women dont necessarily need you.
Man I'm on a rant today
Ranting is healthy. I often wish I had a good friend to rant to.
Helen, great advice there to young girls just starting out. That saying "follow your heart" is the worst thing anybody could do. Pay attention to the little things because once you're married they will be huge things!
Wow!
present company excepted of course...
Whew!!!
For those of you wishing you had a more helpful husband, let me tell you a little story.
My friends thought I had it MADE......
My ex washed my floors, he dusted, did dishes, mowed the lawn.......not once was I allowed to mow. He went to the dump, helped with laundry, gave the kids baths, made beds ect.....perfect right?
Until a close friend saw this whith her own eyes she wouldn't of believed it.
I was expected to:
Have his clothes picked out, ironed and hung up inside the bathroom when he got out of the shower in the morning.
His breakfast was to be waiting on the table when he got out of the shower, it had better be hot.
HIs lunch made and ready to go on the counter top by the door.
His meal should be ready at 5:30 pm, no later........homecooked. The kids shall be quiet while he eats. (what planet was he on?)
I was to be quiet, answer yes and never have an opinion. I was told what to wear, told many times to go take the makeup off my face I looked like a you know what. I was told who I could talk to, hang out with, go place with. I was called names, riduculed, humiliated and if that wasn't enough, beaten when I disobeyed or rebelled.
I've had fat lips, black eyes and broken bones, it's worth doing it alone than to live like that....so I did.
So, if you can talk to your other half and not worry about getting knocked out, then why don't you tell THEM this is not what you signed up for and that your not happy with the way things are going. Venting is good, but your the one who made the choice, now you need to choose what to do about it.
OH and if talking doesn't work, try doing to them when they are sick as they do to you.
It only took Brian ONE time to have to go to the store to get his own ginger ale and Amodeium AD to get a clue. ^_^
Oh man - good thing you escaped, Celeste!