I Don't Often Rant; but When I Do, I Prefer to Rant on VJ

[*Snowdrop* 604]

You're a complete slacker, si ma'am -- what about serving him beer and mixed drinks upon demand?

No, seriously: What are YOU getting out of this, huh ma'am?

Actually not to be too 1950s housewife but I do provide a cocktail (G&T or Martini or Whiskey soda, or beer) with snacks on his return home each evening before dinner - lol - actually typing that out makes me feel like we are in an episode of Mad Men.

What have I got out if it? Fabulous exciting and glamorous courtship, and then my amazing daughter. Fantastic father to our 3 girls (our 4-year-old plus 2 teen step-daughters), pretty good s*x life, amazing massages, lots of fun and laughter.

But I am a believer in fairness and balance and equality and I am very upset that I feel like I am working so hard for 'family happiness' and it doesn't seem to be enough.

[TBoneTX 45,032]

I am very upset

it doesn't seem to be enough.

Your course is clear via your own words, see ma'am.

[*Snowdrop* 604]

Note gentle, judicious application of Polish Math in quote and answers, see ma'am.

I may have decided to leave and start again *many* years ago if it wasn't for our daughters. I can't put my stepdaughters through another divorce and I can't bear the thought of my little one having to deal with two different homes/countries. (if he'd even let us go back to the UK)

Going to apply the British stiff upper lip and make the best of it all - which isn't that terrible. But it's nice to unload/rant and not take on all this pressure or blame about being the perfect wife when you're completely isolated and apart from your usual support systems.

[TBoneTX 45,032]

Major sigh, ma'am.

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Non-rant, see man: After cleaning & freon-ing of casa air-conditioning compressor, electric bill was nearly half of the unbelievable previous two months' bills, relief man. Before this, bill (in Polish math) was over $Many (nearly $2x2x2x2x2x2x2x2x2); this month, it was almost exactly $2x2x2x2x2x2x2x2 instead, si man.

Rant, si man: After reading Lynne's stories, went outside to fume on her behalf, grrr man. Walked directly into recent aftermath from mosquito-spraying truck, poison man. Mosquitoes and both eyes on death's door, ouch man.

[*Snowdrop* 604]

Rant, si man: After reading Lynne's stories, went outside to fume on her behalf, grrr man. Walked directly into recent aftermath from mosquito-spraying truck, poison man. Mosquitoes and both eyes on death's door, ouch man.

Oh no! Now I feel responsible for the many eye pains.

Suggest fuming inside in future?

Appreciate the gesture though

[TBoneTX 45,032]

He who fumes should be fumigated, see ma'am.

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Wednesday report. see man:

Mrs. T-B. had English-elocution session this eve, she man.

Accordingly, retrieved Mini-B. from neighbors' casa, wee man.

Mini-B. ate a second dinner and was watching Thomas on big-screen TV, wee man.

At own casa, played trains with Mini-B., wee man.

Briefly played hide-&-seek with Mini-B., where is wee man.

Read Mini-B. a book (about Thomas), read wee man.

Somehow coaxed Mini-B. into lying down on bed, exhausted wee man.

Mini-B. fell asleep after minimal objection, wee zzz man.

Mrs. T-B. arrived within minutes thereafter, she man.

Mrs. T-B. racked up hand while closing door and cursed lustily in Spanish, elle hombre.

Got icepack for Mrs. T-B., gottahandittoher man.

Ordered Many packs of dinner napkins at net .02/napkin with free shipping, whee man.

Ordered Many cans of wet glop for cat at net savings over pet stores, whee man.

Am wondering whether enough eyedrops remain to defumigate self, burn man.

Hope that Lynne remains a regular in this thread, si ma'am.

Cat is asleep on foot of Mini-B.'s bed, zzz miu man.

Foto of phenomenon not feasible, sigh man.

Cat (?) prep zzz* man.

Mornin', Commie-babes!**

*Ministry to cat = replenish food, change water, play Wrappers*** if desired, brush thoroughly; Prep = prepare self for bed & morn; Zzz = zzz, man

**Jada & Asia, si ma'am and oj tak

***Throw wadded-up burger-wrapper or other paper for cat to chase, miu man

Appreciate the gesture though

Appreciation is shown by bestowing a +1 on each of my posts in this thread, indoctrination ma'am. My only truly compliant fans are the Commie-babes, but we can make you an hono(u)rary Commie-babe, see ma'am.

Cat prep zzz man.

[N-o-l-a 7,167]

Actually not to be too 1950s housewife but I do provide a cocktail (G&T or Martini or Whiskey soda, or beer) with snacks on his return home each evening before dinner - lol - actually typing that out makes me feel like we are in an episode of Mad Men.

Well, there is a reason that those women were on all sorts of pills.

My husband, god bless his soul, has yet again broken a promise to put dishes in the dishwasher. *sigh* He knows that I have very little energy and therefore a limited number of things I can do when I get that energy. In a similar fashion, I repeatedly asked him to put away his clothes because bending hurts me and do the clothes get put away? Nope.

[TBoneTX 45,032]

(Popped back in before popping out, see me man)

As is known, I dish and de-dish the warsher because I do it right, see here man.

Re men's clothes: Are these truly dirty clothes? Or, are they worn but wearable again (a key determination in the male mind), meaning that one picks them up from the floor, sniffs them, and gauges whether re-wearing is feasible? Or, are they newly laundered? There's a definite protocol regarding Clothes and the Male Mind, distinction ma'am.

Of course, if I were pregnant with a bum leg, I'd feel similarly to you, agree ma'am.

[N-o-l-a 7,167]

(Popped back in before popping out, see me man)

As is known, I dish and de-dish the warsher because I do it right, see here man.

Re men's clothes: Are these truly dirty clothes? Or, are they worn but wearable again (a key determination in the male mind), meaning that one picks them up from the floor, sniffs them, and gauges whether re-wearing is feasible? Or, are they newly laundered? There's a definite protocol regarding Clothes and the Male Mind, distinction ma'am.

Of course, if I were pregnant with a bum leg, I'd feel similarly to you, agree ma'am.

No, these were fresh clean clothes that just needed to be put away.

Yeah, it has been rough, much rougher than I thought it would be. Even something as simple as going grocery shopping is a grueling and exhausting experience. That, and the pain in my back and my joints. (maybe it is a good think to get used to not taking anti-inflammatories) Ouch man. I don't know what kind of super viking I'm growing, but I feel like I've been run over by a freight train. At least the super acne has died down some.

Times I wish I had a sister wife.

Edit: He doesn't re-wear clothes no matter the smell factor. I do though! No reason to wash something that is basically clean.

Edited September 25, 2014 by N-o-l-a

[Asia 2,496]

Morning!

[kitthekat 1,317]

morning asia and evening to anyone else still awake!

super drunk. bartender should be given an award for those mango martinis YUM.

[Asia 2,496]

Alright - and no need to sugar coat it - just tell me if I'm being a complete ###### in the wrong...

OMG You don't want to know what I think. No way are you in the wrong.

Ok I will add this he needs to pull his head out of his your know what!

Exactly my thinking!

[Asia 2,496]

morning asia and evening to anyone else still awake!

super drunk. bartender should be given an award for those mango martinis YUM.

Morning!

Seems like you are in a very fine mood!

[Asia 2,496]

Yeah, it has been rough, much rougher than I thought it would be. Even something as simple as going grocery shopping is a grueling and exhausting experience.

My sister is pregnant too (2nd month) and she's constantly exhaused.

It wasn't like that with the previous pregnancies.

It doesn't help that her boys (two little and one big ) basically ignore what she says, which pisses her off

[SAT 9,609]

And her boyfriend's.

Now my daughter will have to go to a convent because of you...

Alright - and no need to sugar coat it - just tell me if I'm being a complete ###### in the wrong...

Apparently I am not pulling my weight.

Thoughts...?

Ah you married this famous guy?

I got to stop this is just burning my goat.

Oh no....you can't burn your goat......how will you mow the lawn?

Well, there is a reason that those women were on all sorts of pills.

My husband, god bless his soul, has yet again broken a promise to put dishes in the dishwasher. *sigh* He knows that I have very little energy and therefore a limited number of things I can do when I get that energy. In a similar fashion, I repeatedly asked him to put away his clothes because bending hurts me and do the clothes get put away? Nope.

Dam that Dutch, he = bad. If I were you, I'd divorce him and find a better slave!

morning asia and evening to anyone else still awake!

super drunk. bartender should be given an award for those mango martinis YUM.

Lush!

Edited September 25, 2014 by SAT