Beverly
- posted
15 years ago
Beverly
Love it! You have to look at the ninth to see it.
Kirsten
Beverly - thanks for this!! I read it to hubby (who knows the strrip, so familiar with the characters) and almost choked on his water because that is *so* his response!!! Either that or he will just leave whatever needs to be fixed in a pile in my room and it sits there until I get around to it.
Yes, however if the link to "previous day" isn't working, try this:
I finally tossed all the things of DH's which needed a button or other repair in the donation bag. I felt guilty...
Beverly
Ooops, wrong link was in the clipboard, this is the correct one:
Impressive. My DH hates shopping and will not go in the fabric store with me. That said, I usually send him to JoAnns when he is in the States on business. Once he took a taxi there on his way to the airport, left the taxi with meter running outside and gave the list to the store clerks who found him everything on it. This of course was a few years ago when the actually knew about fabric.
Kirsten
Did you see today's comic?
Kirsten
And I try not to let DH go to fabric stores too often... last time, he found two Egyptian cotton shirtings and a heavy silk suiting that he wants as a casual jacket.
Oh well. At least he doesn't roll his eyes when I find really nice wools I can't live without.
Kay
When we were first married we both worked, so we did all our grocery shopping together on Saturdays. Then I took another job with my family's business, which required that I work on Saturdays, so I made the list and DH did *all* the weekly shopping and put everything away.
Later still, we sold the family business and I worked from home managing the family investment partnership, but DH continued doing all the grocery shopping from the list I generated because he was very good at it, and it saved us time and money. It has taken me all this time (seven years now) to learn where everything is in the grocery stores. :-}
After he retired, he started doing all the dishes, and most of the laundry on his own initiative. I miss him more than I can say.
Beverly
He's a keeper! :-)
Beverly
I'd have been feeding him those buttons....
Beverly
Alan does the weekly grocery shopping from a list. If he didn't he'd starve! I HATE grocey shopping.
Help! Seven years! How time flies... Even though I work at home and he's away half the week, Alan still does the grocery shopping. Parly it's because I don't drive.
Alan does the ironing, and will do other household tasks if asked. He's very good at cleaning the bathroom. :)
((((((Beverly))))))
It doesn't seem possible that it's been that long. I remember the day you told us what happened, and the following months of anguish and anger. You've done very well, and he would be proud of you.
Hahahahaha - yes, I believe you would!
(((((HUGS))))) to you, Beverly. How time flies. Emily
I'm not crazy about it either, but must do it now out of necessity, the darned DDs won't come over and do it for some reason. ;-} Bit It might well be a skill you want to pursue before you *have* to.
DD continued doing the grocery shopping because he liked doing it, plus we had just one car so I couldn't have done it during the week while he was at work anyway.
DH never did pick up on that particular skillset. :-}
That feels good, thanks, Kate!
Beverly
Mostly the anguish is reduced to dull sorrow. The anger still bites pretty fiercely every once in a while.
I didn't have a lot of choice, and I do realize my situation is not exactly unique. I think back to my (then future) MIL when I first met her. Her beloved husband had died very suddenly and very young just 4 years before I met DH. She never showed any signs of sorrow or grief that I remember, but I was but a callow youth so maybe I just didn't see it.
Beverly
Thanks, Emily! And indeed, time does fly. The holiday season is always a bit tough because he was killed just 10 days before Christmas.
Beverly
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