Wednesday, May 23, 2012

I Love My Men, BUT...



First things first...I love Mr. Incredible. Like truly, deeply, passionately love that man. BUT there are things about men that are just not cute, and for those of you not keeping count, I live with four of them. Today I list the top ten things I do not understand even after all these years of living with them.

1. Why do I have to specify that when I say, “Please go take a shower.” I also mean I want you to use soap...and shampoo?

2. What is the aversion to pants? Boxers are not shorts. Yes, they cover all the important parts, but that does not make them appropriate. Would you like it if I came in the door and took off my shirt? Okay, Mr. Incredible would vote for this, but I think the boys would be seriously grossed out.

3. I understand you like rocks and dirt and all things creepy and crawly, but why do you think they need to live in the pockets of your pants? (That you take off when you come in the door anyway.)

4. Are there magnets imbedded in your bodies that make it impossible to pass each other without “love tapping”, pushing, or running into one another?

5. When you are sick, why does the world have to stop? I have set you up with a comfortable bed, your favorite movies, Gatorade, crackers, soup, and anything else you desire AND YET you want me to sit in wait by your bed side. When I am sick, I just want to be left alone.

6. Swamp People, Duck Dynasty, Storage Wars, American Pickers, How it’s Made, Overdrive...Is it too much to ask that we watch a show with a plot and storyline every once and awhile?

7. Gas is just not funny after awhile. Like fish, it just smells gross.

8. Why is shaving such a bit deal. You have like 1/6th the area to shave that I do, how hard can it be to run a razor over your face a couple of times a week? That stuff you have on your face is not sexy, it is fuzzy and scraggly.

9. Wheels...you notice them, I do not.

10. Lawn Tractor racing...really this falls into the category of needing to race EVERYTHING. If it moves, it can be raced....but WHY?

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