General Chat

According to my OH.
Tonight we have to go to a meeting & on Friday afternoon we had a reminder for a bill which has to be paid before we go.
banks here close at 2pm & are closed all day Saturday & Sunday.
8 30 am this morning, OH asks if I have paid the bill & got very niggly when I pointed out it would have been impossible, but I intended doing it when I went out at about 10 am..... which I did. I also took a copy of the receipt as requested by OH, put the original with the papers to take to the meeting & filed the copy.
Stupid woman!!
File the original & take the copy to the meeting.
11.30 am. OH asks what time we are having lunch & being told around 1.30, disappears into his "office" to do the lord knows what.
Asks again at 1.15 & is told in about 5 minutes (I am cooking home made fish & chips, which must be apparent)
I go into the dining area 5 minutes later & find him eating a ham sandwich.
But how unreasonable of me to suggest that he could have eaten his lunch first & had a sandwich afterwards if he was still hungry....which would have been highly unlikely.
Why am I so argumentative???

I Imagine he is now Wearing the Fish and Chips. :-D :-D :-D

Many years ago I was cooking a sunday roast, whole leg of lamb. My 10 year old daughter asked what we were having and I told her. She started whinging saying she wanted Mcdonalds

Just as I was about to dish up, husband said I am taking the girls to Mcdonalds....I dished up mine and threw the rest in the bin....and never cooked them a roast after that...infact I hardly ever cooked them another meal. I left it for him to do

Merlin.
You have no doubt heard the expression "Your dinner is in the dog".
In this case, it´s in the cat, except that he doesn´t like chips. he´s not that keen on fish either, but any unscheduled meal is a bonus.

Jax.
Well done. That took some guts.

I left a few months later, that was the last straw :-D

We have stayed friends for the last 12 years, mainly because of the children and he has since cooked me many meals

its the men that makes us what we are

they think they know everything and know nothing :-D :-D

I´ll second that Littlelegs.
If I disagree with anything OH says, I get told I need counselling.
Don´t know how he thinks I survived on my own for 20 years with 2 kids to bring up & a stressful job.
Mind you, I sometimes think the job was a walk in the park compared with now.

Ooooh - yet another thread where I'm soooo glad I live on my own :-D :-D

When I told people I was marrying "Mr Right" I didn´t realise his first name was "Always"

LOL

I used to (50,odd years ago), work for a firm that made beer barrel valves, steam cocks. taps un stuff out of gunmetal,

the name?

F.A.Wright

:-D

:-D :-D :-D :-D at Wisechild i love the Mr Right comment.

Many years ago my ex husband always went to the pub Sunday lunch times with the 'boys'. I stayed at home looking after two small girls and cooking the full scale Sunday roast ready for his return.

Nearly every Sunday he would be late getting back, staying in the pub till closing time, and the dinner was ruined.

One week I got fed up with waiting and so I plated up his dinner and took it and the children to the pub. I walked in the bar and in front of all his mates said "Sunday lunch is for families and as you obviously aren't coming home I have brought the lunch and the family to you"

He was not amused as I found out to my cost when we got home but his mates had a good laugh.

Men are just...... Exasperating!

My o.h. will always decide to phone his father, sister or son just a few minutes after I have told him his dinner will be ready in five minutes! Then I have to keep it going without burning it while he chats for half an hour! I have on occasions dished up my own and sat and ate it while he chatted and then made him wait till I am ready to dish up his burnt offering but it doesn't teach him!

TS, that's the sort of thing I would have done if he went to the pub lol but a shame you had to suffer afterwards. No wonder he was an ex!
Good riddance to bad rubbish!


Lizx

I gave up the unequal struggle against the pub some time ago.
Now, I prepare everything but don´t start to cook it until he is safely back inside the house unless it´s something like a casserole that can be cooked in advance & re heated.
What is it about mens, bladders that give them the urge to go just as you put their plate in front of them?

If it is a really lovely meal that is about to be served, we want to give it and the cook absolutely full attention. We want to be relaxed and get all the things out of way that will prevent our stunning conversation and attention.

So we phone our mum in case she disturbs this important meal, and we attend to any niggling bodily functions.

Then we are all yours :-D :-D Right through to the coffee and mints and the glass of port.

If he can't be bothered to be there when you are dishing there is nothing in this world that he can't reheat himself.

I am not proud of this but, in my youth, I had a fling with a married man. I was not his first fling by a long chalk and I very much doubt I was his last. There were, of course reasons for his infidelity. She didn't understand him (only too well! ) and was unreasonable.

One example he was relating to me was when she had cooked Sunday lunch for 1pm and he came in at 5.30 and she created Merry Hell at him.

"You wouldn't have done that would you Sharron?"

"Well, no, of course not, but then again, sandwiches don't spoil much do they?"

That was not a long and memorable fling.

John.
As they say here "Caca de toro"

Sharron
It wasn´t my OH was it?

Does he wear nylon underpants?

OH loves crumble, I don't like it much and Fred wouldn't eat 'foreign muck' or anything 'poofy'!

I didn't have any fresh fruit so I made a crumble with dried fruit salad, the one with prunes and dried apple rings.

That crumble stood about for ages and I eventually threw it away. It was over ten years before I made another crumble.