Mr. P never helps me put away the groceries unless I specifically request him to. It’s frustrating to be trying to put away a week’s worth of produce and he’s literally just sitting there playing his phone games and doesn’t think to offer to help.
Apparently though, if a food product he loves is involved, he’ll actually make the effort. The man loves his mayonnaise. Sometimes I make us tuna fish salad, and he drowns his salad in the mayonnaise.
I hope everyone is having a great week. I’m excited the weekend is almost here!
And we’re back! Sorry for the delay. Mr. P has been quite the sickling lately. Since the start of 2015, he’s gotten sick three times. The latest two occurred back to back. First, he got a cold around the middle of March, but he couldn’t seem to kick it completely for more than 2 weeks. Then we were finally able to enjoy a few blissful days of back to normal healthy days, when he got sick yet again. And this time was the worst. He got a nasty stomach virus and took me down with him. Usually a stomach virus clears up in about 3-5 days, but this particular one lasted more than a week.
But now we’re finally better and I’ve gotten extremely strict on Mr. P’s eating habits. Before, he used to point to the fact that he never got sick, so why should he listen to me about healthy eating. Now he can’t say that anymore and I think getting sick so much this year has scared him too. He’s finally eating fruit everyday, taking walks with me, and I’ve been making him chicken soup from scratch every day to boost up his immune system.
Now about this comic. Seriously, I don’t know why people tell stuff to Mr. P. It never reaches me unless you tell me too. And it’s not as if he is Mr. Responsible. He won’t RSVP, he’s not the one arranging gifts for important milestone parties we can’t attend, etc. And of course, I’m the one who gets an earful later when we’ve missed some big event that I wasn’t even aware of! Most of my male married friends have a good system of cc’ing their wives on emails if it involves get together plans. Mr. P never does that with me. I’m pretty sure I’d go nuts if I were to find out now how much Mr. P has accidentally forgotten to tell me over the years.
Recently my close group of high school friends got together for a weekend. We rented a house and everything. Not everyone could make it, but there were a lot of us and it was nice to be able to spend an extended amount of time with everyone. It’s so much harder now that we live in different cities, have families, etc.
One thing I couldn’t help observing is how old we’ve all gotten. When we used to hang out, I had a midnight curfew so I always had to break up the party early. During this recent weekend together, nearly half the group was asleep before 11, with only a few of us still awake to hang out after, and even then, we didn’t make it to midnight. Happy weekend everyone!
One constant running argument Mr. P and I have is how he will behave when I’m not around. I always worry when we’re going to be apart for several days and he gets angry that “I don’t trust him.” What I’ve been trying to get him to understand is that I’m not talking about fidelity, I’m more concerned with him acting like a kid who is left home alone for the weekend.
Really, you should see what he eats when I’m gone for a couple of days…
I recently signed up to attend a conference that conveniently took place at Disneyworld. (more…)
Happy Friday everyone! We’re back with another comic. It’s been really busy around here. We just returned from a trip to Orlando and are slowly recovering from all that walking.
The other day Mr. P mistook my going out clothes as my sweats/sleeping clothes. This comment coming from a guy who often goes out in free t-shirts and jackets with holes in the elbow area. I am the one that has to do an “outfit check” with him when we are going somewhere nice because otherwise he might be wearing ripped jeans and sneakers. So I found it a little ironic that he was judging my wardrobe. Especially since we were just going out to get some pizza! (more…)