Gender Wars

Yesterday was our 11th Wedding Anniversary. After getting ready for bed, we were lying down, just holding hands and chit-chatting…as I swung our hands back and forth between us.

I almost inadvertently smacked Lee in the nose, so I changed the direction of my swinging and said, “sorry – didn’t mean to almost jam your finger up your nose!”.

Hubby then proceeded to take his finger and ram it as far up his nose as he could, which we both laughed at, and continued talking. I was looking at the ceiling and talking about how much more sense it makes for me to take a double-major rather than merely minoring in Marketing – as I would only be four classes short of the 2nd major requirement, when hubby swung our hands close to his face again.

What ran through my mind? “Oh, how sweet – he’s going to kiss my hand!” As my hand arced ever closer to his face, I realized what was really going on. My thought instantly changed to – “Oh, that fucker! He’s going to try to jam my finger up his nose!”

And…I was right. I looked at him, and we both burst out laughing…

He said “you’re going to write about this tomorrow, aren’t you.” To which I replied, “damn straight!”

Lessons learned? Ladies, never trust your first instinct about what a man may be up to – chances are pretty good that it’s going to involve something gross. Gentlemen, always be aware that your blogging wife needs fodder to write about, and that she and her friends laugh their asses off at you!

Playing Catch-Up

Okay, so I totally overestimated how much time I would have when I got home from the party. I figured I’d be up ’til all hours and writing posts, la-la-la.

Not so much.

The party was totally amazing! My friend’s husband needs to give Husband Classes – to my husband in particular. He threw her a surprise 40th Birthday Party that included three tents, a DJ, a band, a dance floor, around 200 guests, and amazing food (they own a catering company – Family Crest Catering). Her three kids actually managed to keep the whole thing a secret for 2 months! And here’s the kicker…guess what her birthday present was!

A Midnight Blue Metallic 1967 Ford Fairlane Convertible! In. MINT. Condition. (I so hate her now!)

Here’s a pic…this isn’t her actual car, but it’s pretty dang close. The only difference between this and hers are that this is a model (can you believe it?!), her car has sweeter rims, a light blue interior, and black rag-top.

I’m so happy for her – she totally deserved such an awesome day and amazing birthday present! I have known her since I was 5-years-old, and I have never met a sweeter person. Never in my life have I seen someone work so hard for their family and ask so little in return – she had asked for a hair dryer for her birthday.

Maybe we all need to learn how to brainwash our husbands so “hair dryer” becomes code for “amazing classic convertible”!

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