Sunday, December 2, 2007

How can this be?

How can the Lions have such a scary array of talent and suck so bad? Can anyone out there tell me?

My average day

Be at work by 6 am, work until 3pm usually taking a 1/2 lunch, and when I get home on the nights that I don't have class I hear "he's all yours and I watch my wife disappear into the basement. I do almost all of the cooking, except for desserts. And by the time P-man goes to bed I am physically worn out, at some point I need a break to just sit. This is when I get told I'm lazy, because lord knows I'm not allowed to be tired or have a headache or body ache or anything like that. I somehow even got talked into REMODELING our bathroom and redoing the plumbing as well all while taking three classes at night. I wonder why the drywall has not been sanded before today while working overtime every saturday and having Thanksgiving in there. Don't take me wrong I love my wife and son more than anything, but damn when do I get some help?

Question for the guys

Hey guys, do your wives seem to have "another" life online or is it just mine. I mean do they dump stuff onto you to do, and then you find them online blogging or e-mailing. Do you find yourself falling way down their list of priorities, you know behind kids( of coarse the kids I'm not that dumb) friends, blogs, shopping, phone calls, work and blogging again, sleep. Please let me know so I can find out if I'm the only one. You see my wife has me on priority # 12 or so, and guys we all know that we can't exactly just come out and talk to our wives about problems, we have to try to fix them ourselves or ignore them until we can't anymore. I know how that sounds but it is the truth for all of you women out there. I finally tried to talk to mine and for five strait days I was blown off. Well today we had a house showing and every time we have one the entire house is my responsibility. I finally had enough today and got pissed. I was ignored(she did say the house looked good though). She and Porter went to church for the early service. Usually no biggie but today she stayed for all of them and helped in the nursery. I have two final exams this coming week and homework for my cad class that has to be finished. Knowing all of this she decided not to come home until about one pm. She did manage to call on the way home so I could make them lunch. Great more dishes just what I need. Porter didn't nap again so guess who got him out of bed and played with him while someone was downstairs online. Time to go we have a showing, guys you will feel me on this one, the phone rings and of coarse she answers it and starts chating away. I get Porter ready(like I did for church this am because someone got to sleep in until 20 minutes before they left) the dogs have to be loaded into the durango and it is absolutely pouring outside. We get down to her moms house only a few blocks away and she says she doesn't want to wait there for the half hour she wants to take P-man to the Toy-House which was no big deal except for all of the HOMEWORK that I still have. We finally get home. Yes the rest of the night to get MY stuff done. RIGHT out comes the laptop in the living room and the internet comes up. I sit down at my computer and check my e-mail and I hear why don't you go to the store and get some meat to make tacos for dinner. Go figure something else to do. And she wonders why I had a drink tonight. For those of you who know my back ground in this area I don't want to hear it. I love my wife to death but I made a decision that I was going to have on to chill myself out . Nicole does let me drink beer but I promised that I wouldn't touch the hard stuff again. I broke that promise tonight. I guess I'm looking for comments from the guys out there on what they do to deal with their significant others when they can't take anymore and are driven to do things that they may later regret.

Friday, October 26, 2007

That's right

Moms aren't the only ones who can do this shit. Why can't we have our own thing to go to for advice, talk sports, women, and whatever else.