RUBbette Wives & Housework, si man

[slim 1,525]

Does your RUBbette hide dirty dishes by hastily moving them from sink to dishwasher when company or mom-in-law comes over?

I married a dishwasher. No need to buy one too.

[visaveteran1 33]

I married a dishwasher. No need to buy one too.

Makes sense...and Bosch and Borsch are almost the same word.

[Bad_Daddy 2,209]

I married a dishwasher. No need to buy one too.

Your wife washes dishes? You got a better deal than I did. Mine just leaves hers near the sink knowing I'l wash them before I go to bed. I can't stand looking at dirty dishes and she knows this. Although she does rinse out her coffee cup...I'l give her that much.

Edited January 14, 2012 by Why_Me

[Bad_Daddy 2,209]

Makes sense...and Bosch and Borsch are almost the same word.

zing!

[Gary and Alla 3,694]

I married a dishwasher. No need to buy one too.

That could be visa fraud

[Susita 175]

Mrs. T-B. makes enough rice to feed said army (and to choke a small horse), si man, but nothing else is typically in proportion to the needs of the husband's stomach, no man.

That's why it's "arroz con pollo" and not "pollo con arroz" T-Bone. Rice has to outdo everything else on your plate. You married a Latina, this is like common knowledge. Silly gringo!

[Ban Hammer 13,334]

Your wife washes dishes? You got a better deal than I did. Mine just leaves hers near the sink knowing I'l wash them before I go to bed. I can't stand looking at dirty dishes and she knows this. Although she does rinse out her coffee cup...I'l give her that much.

we're gonna have to revoke your man card for this!

[Bad_Daddy 2,209]

we're gonna have to revoke your man card for this!

That will all change as soon as I go back to work. Then it goes back to 50-50 again. It's just that she can stack dishes and that drives me nuts. I like to wash as I go so there's not a ####### load of dishes at the end of the night or even the next day. I hate seeing dirty dishes. It's the same with her clothes. She throws her dirties on the floor next to the bed instead of the clothes hamper which is all of five feet from where she sleeps. That's another one that drives me crazy.

ok...while I'm at it..the make up on the counter in the bathroom. I fixed that one with her when I threatened to throw it all out, but it took a few months of me b*tching before she finally got the clue.

[TBoneTX 45,284]

That's why it's "arroz con pollo" and not "pollo con arroz" T-Bone. Rice has to outdo everything else on your plate. You married a Latina, this is like common knowledge. Silly gringo!

Around here, S-Bone, it's called "arroz con arroz con mas arroz y de culo" or similar, or other emanatory apertures, si man. Even the cat's soft glop has rice in it, although admittedly it's the doing of the factory, and not Mrs. T-B., si man and no man. Try scraping stepped-on rice off the floor after it's been stirred around ineffectually by the high-tech rag-on-a-stick, si man.

Right now, the sink, every dish in the sink, everything around the sink, and both dish-towels are permeated with rice, see man.

And I'm not that silly a gringo if I appreciate rubias (blondes), no man. :thumbs: , si man.

[TBoneTX 45,284]

But concerning the dishwasher...my wife would fill the dishwasher in the craziest ways. No method or common sense involved...just stow it in until you can barely close the door. Sometimes it defied the laws of physics. Then I'd hear the familiar slapping and banging sounds as the poor dishwasher ran the cycle. Sheesh man.

This happened just tonight around here, sigh man. Trouble is, I can't keep her from playing with the appliances when she's a house-chica and I'm earning a living, no man.

Thought for the Day: He who makes pottery for pay urns his living, si man.

I married a dishwasher. No need to buy one too.

What have you said, Dude? Now, we'll be invaded by the indignantettes from the stuffy fora, aarrgh man.

she can stack

At least she's well-stacked, si man. It's important to keep abreast of such information, see man.

[Gary and Alla 3,694]

That will all change as soon as I go back to work. Then it goes back to 50-50 again. It's just that she can stack dishes and that drives me nuts. I like to wash as I go so there's not a ####### load of dishes at the end of the night or even the next day. I hate seeing dirty dishes. It's the same with her clothes. She throws her dirties on the floor next to the bed instead of the clothes hamper which is all of five feet from where she sleeps. That's another one that drives me crazy.

ok...while I'm at it..the make up on the counter in the bathroom. I fixed that one with her when I threatened to throw it all out, but it took a few months of me b*tching before she finally got the clue.

Even before Alla arrived I built her a vanity table and she now has a dressing area near her closet. There is kind of an unusual small "hallway" for lack of better term that goes to a window in the corner of our bedroom. I put full length mirrors on both sides (you know they have to check themselves out) and the vanity table and stool there. ALL her make up is there and it keeps it isolated from the rest of the family who can then live in peace.

Make her a place all her own, get her one of those tabels and live peacefully ever after.

What have you said, Dude? Now, we'll be invaded by the indignantettes from the stuffy fora, aarrgh man.

Just as reliably as what happens when you don't wash the dishes and sweep the floor. It invites vermin of all types.

[Susita 175]

Around here, S-Bone, it's called "arroz con arroz con mas arroz y de culo" or similar, or other emanatory apertures, si man. Even the cat's soft glop has rice in it, although admittedly it's the doing of the factory, and not Mrs. T-B., si man and no man. Try scraping stepped-on rice off the floor after it's been stirred around ineffectually by the high-tech rag-on-a-stick, si man.

Right now, the sink, every dish in the sink, everything around the sink, and both dish-towels are permeated with rice, see man.

And I'm not that silly a gringo if I appreciate rubias (blondes), no man. :thumbs: , si man.

:rofl:

We have the stepped on rice problem too T-Bone. It turns up everywhere!! Rag-on-a-Stick is gone though... modern technology rocks (a.k.a. mops).

[TBoneTX 45,284]

Rag-on-a-Stick is gone though... modern technology rocks (a.k.a. mops).

Then he is assimilated and ergothuswithforthly qualified to apply for citizenship, yes hombre.

Shortly after POE, Mrs. T-B. saw a sign for a laundromat and said, "Washate-REE-ah?" I said, "Washa-TEE-ria, si man." I wonder why seemingly every Spanish word like that ends in the pronunciation of "-REE-ah" except for "farMAHcia," see man. (Why is that, huh man?)

Using a real broom tonight, Mrs. T-B. swept the floor energetically, covering my shoes (on feet at time) with a gross amalgam of rice, dust, and Cheerios, yuk man. As usual, she also got most of that into the cat's water bowl, uff man.

[visaveteran1 33]

Then he is assimilated and ergothuswithforthly qualified to apply for citizenship, yes hombre.

Shortly after POE, Mrs. T-B. saw a sign for a laundromat and said, "Washate-REE-ah?" I said, "Washa-TEE-ria, si man." I wonder why seemingly every Spanish word like that ends in the pronunciation of "-REE-ah" except for "farMAHcia," see man. (Why is that, huh man?)

Using a real broom tonight, Mrs. T-B. swept the floor energetically, covering my shoes (on feet at time) with a gross amalgam of rice, dust, and Cheerios, yuk man. As usual, she also got most of that into the cat's water bowl, uff man.

There was a time in my younger days when girls were required to take "Home Education" in school. The girls learned how to cook, clean, iron, sew...the womanly arts of a now bygone era. Let's have a moment of silence for that great loss.............. Now we have uneducated home-makers feeding us garbage when we once had daily three-course dinners with home-made desserts. And, somehow, the kitchens were spotless. My kitchen got so bad you needed a city permit to use the trash can!

I think I understand why people have dogs. The dogs clean up all the ####### that hits the floor. We call them "Rover" but we should call them "Hoover."

BTW T-B, whenever I'm feeling down and depressed, I come looking for one of your new posts. After reading your "Hell is my home" sagas, I feel better. I say to myself: "And I thought I had it bad!" Gracias, Amigo! And, hey, I don't need no stinkin Zoloft, man!

[visaveteran1 33]

That could be visa fraud

Sounds kind of kinky too. Marrying a washing machine? What is the world coming to? "I now pronounce you man and Kenmore! You may now kiss the machine!"

Edited January 15, 2012 by visaveteran1