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January 2015 Moms
NatureLovers
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The bitching post
NatureLovers
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Feel free to complain about whatever you want, even irrational stuff.
1. I'm having a bad HG day. I doubt I'll eat anything today.
2. Sometimes my H is so ridiculously over sensitive that he can make a hormonal teenage girl look rational. His sensitivity makes him a good hubby in a lot of ways, but sometimes it's just over the top. Right now he's alone in the guest room sulking because I asked him not to jiggle the bed because my nausea is super bad today. I wasn't mean about it, just asked "baby please don't jiggle the bed, I'm super pukey right now." He got up without a word and has been sitting alone in the room pouting ever since. It's just utterly petulant and childish. I'm not giving him any attention, let him sulk as long as he wants, the big baby. I will never understand how a grown man can receive a simple request like that
and turn it into an attack. Grrrrr.
1. I'm having a bad HG day. I doubt I'll eat anything today.
2. Sometimes my H is so ridiculously over sensitive that he can make a hormonal teenage girl look rational. His sensitivity makes him a good hubby in a lot of ways, but sometimes it's just over the top. Right now he's alone in the guest room sulking because I asked him not to jiggle the bed because my nausea is super bad today. I wasn't mean about it, just asked "baby please don't jiggle the bed, I'm super pukey right now." He got up without a word and has been sitting alone in the room pouting ever since. It's just utterly petulant and childish. I'm not giving him any attention, let him sulk as long as he wants, the big baby. I will never understand how a grown man can receive a simple request like that
and turn it into an attack. Grrrrr.
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Re: The bitching post
Well, the Adidas store here doesn't carry a size 9 women's in the pairs I like. Boo.
Also, I hate doing the F-ing laundry!!!!! And it's pilling up so I know I need to do it today but I just don't feel like it. Arrrrghhh!
I am still gassy to the max!! My husband is complaining sooooo much about it because it really is terrible. I hope it goes away soon... my sex life is non existent right now because of it
Oh and we are getting new floors installed in the next couple of weeks and my MIL (who we live with) is a hoarder and we have NO ROOM in our garage to fit any furniture or anything while the floors are being done... and she keeps bringing stuff into the house because her dad is selling his house and she doesn't have the heart to throw away dated junk!!!!! It's not like EVERYTHING she brings in was super precious to her parents so it's worth treasuring. No, Shelly, I DON'T want that plastic flowery candle holder from the 90's! WHY???
I have three 8 inch lizards that like to hang out by my front door; of which has a cubby hole patio and I am SO sick of them scurrying off right in front of me... they scare the shit out of me nearly every damn time to the point where I have to build myself up to enter and exit my home. I know they would not hurt me, and I generally have no problems with lizards and have even held 3 gigantor lizards as a tourist in Cabo, but this shit- I can no longer handle.
Also, that damn Annabelle horror film trailer that comes on every channel except Disney and Nick- it needs to DIE!! We have DVR, but we don't DVR everything and I seriously gt so freaked when that damn commercial comes on.
By the way he still hasn't spoken to me. 6 hours later. I'm holding firm.
I can't think of anything to complain about today - I guess that's a good thing. I went to a garage sale this morning, and there was a beautiful crib, but it had already sold.
Neighbor came over about a half hour ago asking for DH. I said he wasn't home, but asked what was up. He said, "Well, either I or your DH or the homeowners association has a problem."
Again, I asked what's up. He then explained that lightening had hit a tree between our houses a few weeks back (no surprise, because I was home when it happened and my hair stood on end, though I didn't know what it had hit exactly). And that now, that tree and several around it seemed to be dead from "burrs" (meaning beetles). And he doesn't know if the trees are his property, our property, or community property owned by the homeowners association.
Greeeeat.... so I said let's go take a look. He said, "Well, we can wait for your DH to get home..." and I said, "Actually, I am the one who takes care of stuff like that anyway, so I'm the best person to talk to."
He kept telling me that he wanted to talk to DH about it, and that we'd wait until DH could check it out.
I kept telling him that wasn't necessary, that DH trusts my opinion so much that he let me BUY THE FREAKING HOUSE without ever seeing it first. That I would talk to the town about grabbing the plans for the community to see if it clears up whose property it is on Monday, and that we have no objection to cutting down the trees if he wanted to just do that (this neighbor owns a lawn care company and says he can take care of it, but didn't want to just start cutting if they were our trees) but if it's a matter of who bears the cost, we'll have to figure out the plot lines, and that I would get in touch with a pesticide company to talk about treating the trees around it to prevent the spread of the infestation.
"Fancy words, there, plot lines and infestation," doofus neighbor chuckled. I swear my glare could cut glass.
Okay, so rant 1 - fucking trees are dead and we now have to cut down at least 5 trees, which will remove some of the privacy I love so much, plus might cost money (if neighbor doesn't do it for free, like I'm hoping, since they threaten his house the most).
Rant 2 - I AM NOT A 1950's housewife, dude! Don't talk to me like I need my husband's permission to make decisions like that, or that it's somehow his problem and not mine. When I told DH after that this bothered me, he brushed it off - "It's a generational thing, don't let it bug you." But you know, it really does bug me.
Off birth control March 2012 - Actively trying Sept 2012-April 2014
BFP on May 5th after Follistim & IUI #3
Best part is DH came home as I was outside looking at the trees with misogynist neighbor. I waved him to come over, which he did. When we started talking to him about it all, his eyes glazed over and he said, "That's not really my expertise, I trust whatever C decides. She takes care of stuff for the house and the yard."
BOO YA!
Off birth control March 2012 - Actively trying Sept 2012-April 2014
BFP on May 5th after Follistim & IUI #3
Best part is DH came home as I was outside looking at the trees with misogynist neighbor. I waved him to come over, which he did. When we started talking to him about it all, his eyes glazed over and he said, "That's not really my expertise, I trust whatever C decides. She takes care of stuff for the house and the yard."
BOO YA!
Go DH!
When I was working I was an insurance adjuster for homeowners claims, so I dealt heavily with home repairs and construction. I called a customer's contractor to explain to him the work I wanted done and he was all "sweetheart" and "darlin" and mansplaining to me about how the repairs were going to go. By the time the conversation was over he was referring to me as Ms. Lastname and "yes maam". Don't even *try* that bullshit with me.
I could just as easily made it myself from scratch, but I'm too lazy
OMG. For a moment my heart sank for you, then I remembered you have a surrogate.
I was confused and worried... and then I put it all together.
Sorry, dude. That does suck. At least you can take some Advil?
Off birth control March 2012 - Actively trying Sept 2012-April 2014
BFP on May 5th after Follistim & IUI #3
Lol my niece used to do the same thing to her mom but in public places. She would yell at the top off her lungs "my mom just farted!" Or if she was using the restroom she would always make sure everyone knew when her mom was going poop lol.
My son can't talk yet but I'm sure this will happen me too soon enough
That's great. I read that to DH and he laughed.