The Good Wife
I just returned from the monthly couples game night. This time we played Party Bridge. It was fun. Nothing "bridgey" about it, actually. It had a new twist with each hand played. There was wine and food. The evening was very nice. Upon returning home and checking my email, I came across this: www.ivman.com/fp-goodwife.html
Please, check it out and enjoy the heavy laughter that was very recently mine.
Please, check it out and enjoy the heavy laughter that was very recently mine.
posted by Lisa at 9:55 PM
4 Comments:
That it too funny. I hope my husband doesn't find that site, he might actually believe some of it. Have a great day!
Oh, my Lord! LOL! How far does this go? I'll tell ya though, my mom did follow through on alot of these things, bless her heart.
One of the things though, is in time, my dad learned it was rather futile to expect so much. I remember him ALWAYS waiting until my poor mother sat down at the table and then telling her to get up and get the salt and pepper shakers. I also remember him opening the frig and making a big deal of doing inventory of every little thing inside and tossing things on the counter all frustrated! I look back and it was a hoot to watch, but poor mother would get so upset and the thing is, she didn't do any better by it, he sorta ruined it for himself. The other thing is he had 4 daughters and I guess when PMS time arrived, he'd hear from all of us at one time or another in defense of these silly things he used to pick on her for.
He turned out to be one very loving and spiritual man in so many ways, however, even towards the end, when we all lived together, he still didn't really "listen" to others who had their daily stories to share at the dinner table. However, he'd often interupt to make sure we heard his! I would just sit and shake my head and realize...some things never change! Anyway, thanks for the laugh. I love to please my husband and he often responds in turn, but this is too wild!
My mother was the same way and always put my dad first and did many of the things mentioned. But, I must say, my father was a jewel. He was very loving and always asked her to rest and not do so much. I have trained my husband from the start--he knows that as long as a baby is attached to my breast, he must pitch in! And that is something about the 50's--everyone bottled fed and put the baby down at 6:00pm and the little darling slept for 12 hours. Why does mine only sleep for 6?
gotta giggle out of that one. I would throw myself off a cliff if I had to strive for that. I feel accomplished when there is a dinner, of any sort, ready roughly at the time people think about getting hungry. Good one, Lisa!
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