We all know about the stress in our own lives, but how often do we sit down and consider the stress in our man’s life? There is the father pressure, the husband pressure, the work pressure, the income pressure, how will he provide? How will he be an active part in his family life? How does he balance all of this to keep himself healthy, get enough sleep, and by golly, be able to stay in a good mood?
So often we are stressed about what we need, and what the family needs. My husband often calls it nagging. Believe me, I’ve really grown to hate that word. But does our nagging only hinder our lives and the stress in our man’s life?
When we were dating it took a little while to get engaged  because of the pressure men have even before they are married that they are going to have to give the women the world. I hate when I see daddy’s little girl expecting her fiance to give her everything daddy has in the past. So many people don’t realize that it took daddy 30+ years to get where he is, and young men are just starting out.
So what I guess I’m saying is this: when we are in the middle of our ever so popular “nagging” today, maybe pause a moment and put yourself in your husband or man’s shoes. What else is going on? I think it will help improve the day and our relationships.

I don’t know about you gals out there, but as for me, sometimes it’s hard to get my man to exercise or be concerned at all about his health. I know this is true with some of my friends as well. We were just talking the other day about how hard it is to even get our guys to go on a walk with us. (Okay, so I’m actually pretty lucky there as I CAN get him to.) I talk about getting fit and getting in some good exercise so we can be healthy. Of course he says yes and that sounds good, but I never actually saw any response. That is until now.
My husband LOVES video games. Yesterday we got a wii fit. Oh my goodness! I haven’t seen him so motivated to work out! It’s fun, it works, it’s great. My husband has weighed himself multiple times, worked out multiple times, and now he’s even talking about us getting a full gym membership to work out more so he can better his stats!
The program keeps track of your weight, how much your work out and so on. Even if you don’t use it as a workout program, it is a great data entry program.
I’m so glad that this came out and my husband is excited about exercise. Now we are even competing to work out. I’m excited that “we” can be fit.

I’m sure most of us know that marriage can, at times, be very stressful.  There are times that absolutely everything is getting on our nerves. I have a friend, we’ll call her Nika. When my husband and I were dating, Nika had just gotten married. There’s that time everyone calls the “adjustment time” when you realize that all those things you thought were cute just annoy you.
Nika had that situation. She called me very upset about one thing in particular. She was crying. She was angry. She was ready to call it quits.  Of course, a very concerned friend, I asked what had happened. Her answer? He always squeezes the toothpaste from the middle of the tube and she liked it from the end. Not exactly a deal breaker.

I tried not to laugh. Sometimes we find ourselves arguing over trivial things with our husbands or other people when they can be simply fixed. I think we find ourselves feeling we are locked into a situation before we realize there is a remedy.If you’re wondering what that remedy is for the toothpaste, my husband and I have our own tube. We never argue about the toothpaste. It’s never been an issue, and it’s okay to have your own stuff. You don’t have to share EVERYTHING when you’re married! Now if I can only get my own toilet with the seat glued down…

Enough with the teasing today. Today I want to talk about how wonderful it is to have a man in my life.

Sometimes life can just kick you in the rear end, ya know what I mean? These are the days that you need your friends. These are the days you just want to clench your fists and scream at the top of your lungs, go into a small, dark room, close the door and get away from it all. I don’t know what the cause for you may be but I know that I probably shouldn’t list all the causes for me!

It’s the times that your friends are driving you nuts. When work is stressful. When family won’t leave you alone about their nutty ideas of how you should live your own life. I love knowing that I have my very own built in support group. I can get a hug. I get the agreement that no, I’m not the crazy one, they are.

Sometimes it may not be a bad day, but you still get that crazy awesome support. I’m not a mother yet, but my adorable husband got me flowers for Mother’s Day because I will be the mother of his children someday. It’s those feel good moments that makes me just smile and think about how grateful I am and blessed in my life that I have a loving husband, a friend, and of course that built in support group.

For my dayjob I am the sales manager for a local office shop. We sell printers, toner, etc. Because of my job and the amount of area I cover, I drive and travel A LOT.  This past week there was quite the cold and flu going around in my town. Both my husband and myself were home sick for a few days. Of all the being sick, not working, the tissues, the sore nose, the coughing, and everything else it entails, I actually found something I really enjoyed. It was SO NICE for a change to be home and actually go to the bathroom whenever I wanted. I wasn’t on the road traveling, I wasn’t seeing my customers that had no public restroom, I was home-with a toilet.

So when I got back to work, I was thinking about this as I was taking my daily, long drive. As I was thinking and driving, low and behold what do I pass? It was a man, standing next to his RV at the side of the road, relieving himself or what may as I was driving past him just waiting for a rest area so I didn’t have to MOON all of Idaho and have the ickies of it running down my leg. How fair is that??

I told my husband what I was going to be writing about today and he just chuckled. He said, “It’s actually pretty nice.”  Pretty nice? I don’t know about that. What do you think?

My husband and I really like my recipe for nachoes. I call it my recipe, but I’m sure someone else has already made it up. Here, I’ll share it with you:

1 can campbells fiesta cheese soup
1 can campbells cheddar cheese soup
1 can green chilies
Some browned hamburger
Black olives
Maybe some salsa… you get the picture, it’s really a little different every time, but pretty darn good. Because we just got married, we have to get use to a new grocery store. I hate going to new places, it takes so long to find everything you need. There we were, standing in the soup isle, just staring at all the kinds of soups. We found the cheddar cheese we needed, but we couldn’t find the fiesta cheese. I kept repeating over and over “Where is it? Where could it be?” My husbands profound response? “Well, they are either going to have them together…. or… apart.” He didn’t realize what he said until he had already said it.

I tease him about it often. I’ve grown to love the phrase. He asked me the other day, “Where are my shoes?” I said,” Well, they’re either going to be together… or… apart.”  It’s a good thing he hadn’t found either of them yet, because I’m pretty sure one would have been thrown at me. :) 

There are women jokes, blonde jokes, all sorts of jokes, but I tip my glass to the man.

When my man and I were dating, I decided to try and impress him. You know what I’m talking about ladies. This is the phase in dating when you show them how great and domestic you are. You try and point out all the great and wonderous things you’re capable of doing so he realizes he could never find a woman quite as good as you, right? So we’re at that phase. I’m at his house visiting for the weekend, but he had to work one day. Great opportunity to set this idea in motion. He left and I jumped out of bed and started working. I scrubbed, I cooked, I did the laundry, I broke quite the sweat and boy did his place look good, sparkle, and smelled like heaven. (I like to think I’m a pretty good cook.)

Before he got home, I jumped in his shower, scrubbed myself, and dolled myself up to top off the effect. When he got there he was quiet. I wasn’t sure how to take this, so I asked him, “What do you think?” His only response, “It’s nice, but I like the bedspread with the other color up, and mom said that I should never fold my socks that way, let me show you how she taught me so you can get it right next time.” I’ll tell you what, I wanted to do a lot more with those socks than refold them, if you catch my drift.

I cannot wait until I have children of my own to fire up the women they love with how great I do everything. How about you?

 Today while at work, one of my customers asked me how things were going. I told her about this blog, and all about my husband and the dirty laundry. She laughed and continued to tell me about her husband and the “joy” she recently had with him. We’ll call her Carol.

Carol’s husband has a TON of old dirty shoes in the closet, yet the other day when he went on his fishing trip, what pair did he wear but his good, new shoes.

He traditionally fishes in a boat and steps into the mucky, fishy water to push off. So when he came home, he kicked off his nice shoes that were now mucky and had a fishy smell; better yet, he kicked them off in the kitchen of all places. Carol asked, “Why didn’t you wear your old shoes instead of ruining your good ones?” His completely serious response, “I didn’t ruin my shoes, it’s just like washing them.”

It took Carol a lot of work and bleach to get that look and smell out of those shoes, and of course he just didn’t get it. It makes me wonder if that was washing the shoes, what else and how do men clean?

Okay ladies, this is the begginning of the blog you will all soon love. Let’s admit it, women need other women to survive. I wanted to start this blog as a spot for people to vent in a humorous way with other women about the men in our lives. Sometimes, there are just some things I know I don’t get.

Let’s start with the laundry. As we all know, there are the books of Mars and Venus, but does anyone seriously get the humor of living with a man? I just got married and oh my goodness, I knew there were going to be differences in the way we do things, but some of the differences in the way we think are quite humorous.  

As a newlywed, of course we are all helping and sharing. One of my first experiences in the differences in thought flabbergasts me to the day. I was in the bedroom gathering laundry and sweetly asked my adoring husband to start the washer for me. I go to put the huge pile into the now full washer to realize, there was no soap. “Honey?” I say, “Why didn’t you put the soap in? Are we out?” His response, “You only asked me to start the washer, I didn’t know you wanted soap too.”  

As a woman, and I know most other women agree, I assumed that it was part of the process. I know there are some of you out there with those things that just make you want to say, “What?” Let’s talk about it! It will be fun!