Ask the audience: Men!

retrochick.JPGIvy says:

Or, perhaps, Women! We’ve all had moments when we wonder what in the heck our spouse/significant other/partner/etc. is thinking. Like the time Mr. Ivy decided to start painting our bedroom 2 hours before he was to pick me up from the airport. Or, Mr. Heather telling Heather to pick up some inlaws from “the airport” that happens to be about a 3 hour drive, but failing to mention it was THAT airport.

So, Home Eccers, what has your spouse done to drive you absolutely batty? We want details!


  1. Nancy on March 20, 2009 at 12:12 pm

    How about this one? Not sure I can blame my spouse, as he got this dumped on him at the last minute also. I get a call at work asking if I would like to go with him to a big company dinner in four days. His division is supposed to send at least two couples, and the VP and director have other plans. He has already arranged for his parents to watch the kids. Oh, by the way, it is BLACK TIE FORMAL and it is March. I wear high heels about two times a year, and I’m supposed to come up with formal evening wear in four days? Do you know what the pickings look like for formal evening wear in the department stores in March? It’s not great, as the stores are gearing up for spring prom season and NOT winter evening wear. I settled on a dress more suited for spring than winter, but I didn’t feel too out of place as about a quarter of the women there looked like they were in the same boat.

  2. Joe on March 20, 2009 at 12:36 am

    “Cleaning” a room by cramming it all into a closet.

  3. Pam on March 19, 2009 at 8:11 pm

    Well, in comparison, my husband is a saint!
    Thanks for the reminder.

  4. Judith on March 18, 2009 at 11:24 pm

    Oh my gosh ………. here I was about to tell you that my husband buys fishing rods without telling me ……….. and then I read all the comments and I realize that his habits are not lethal, at least. LOL
    Thanks, ladies. It was a good laugh!

  5. Kendra on March 18, 2009 at 2:35 pm

    Buying cars and trucks without talking it over with me…just showing up with them and a nice fat payment too.

  6. laura on March 18, 2009 at 12:59 pm

    My husband use to work in a pizza kitchen so he knows how to spin dough…and pillows…and plates…and anything that’s flat. He also knows how to toss it…just not always catch it. He has toppled so many glasses of sweet tea!

    Oh and did I mention the fact that we live with my in laws and they have cream carpet???

  7. Tracy on March 18, 2009 at 6:36 am

    Mine loves to keep EVERYTHING!!! Dont get me wrong, I am a big one for reuse and repurpose, but he needs to give me a break. We were on a kick a couple years back with boxed wines. He saved every single wine bladder “just in case we need them”. We already had 30 gallon containers for water and about another 30 more “just in case”. He saves every single pill bottle. Does one really need 4 big boxes full of them? Not to mention the thousands..Im not kidding.. rubber bands, twist ties, bottle caps{?}, marbles, ect. ect. ect! Why? is what I ask. Im glad its all in his shed so I dont have to look at it. Now if only he would do something with all this stuff instead of just storing it.

  8. Kristin on March 18, 2009 at 4:12 am

    My husband buys property. At one point, just a few weeks after he had a liver transplant he purchased three condos. Three condos that he couldn’t renovate (but of course I could.) He told me it would be a good project for me. Ha! Like taking care of him wasn’t a project in and of itself. The time when he bought the condos we were two people without a job between us with 5 mortgages.

    We are not part of the foreclosure market, just to let everyone know. We rent our condos to other transplant patients now and live in one.

    I drive my husband crazy with my talking to the computer or the TV or the radio. I’m sure there’s more, but that is a big one.

  9. Keter on March 18, 2009 at 1:47 am

    Oh, you would have to bring up this topic today. Mine is a tinkerer. If it involves machinery, electricity, fire, chemicals, or explosives, he has to mess with it. And he’s absent-minded and forgets steps. He’s set stuff on fire, blown stuff up, and pulled a number of other equally dramatic and dangerous stunts. The incident today didn’t look dramatic on the exterior, but literally could have blown up in my face.

    Fortunately for him, I’m even more of a tinkerer than he is. It’s just that my tinkering usually doesn’t involve things that have lethal potential, and I’m a lot less sure of what I’m doing, so I’m more careful. I deal with his “old-timer’s” lapses by asking a LOT of questions and setting up zones where certain activities can and can’t be done.

  10. Diaper cakes Becca on March 17, 2009 at 11:31 pm

    With the economic situation that is happening, nationally….we’ve been telling the kiddos (especially my step-sons) that this is the time to scale back and concentrate on the important stuff (family, friends, love). We’ve been asking them to stop asking for unneccesary things and to stop and think before hitting folks up for stuff just to get stuff.

    The boys left for Oklahoma City to visit their mom on Sunday. We got the tax refund check last week (and it was more than we thought). My husband is going a bit crazy buying stuff (man toys and furniture). We got a lot of debt paid off (yippee!) but there has been a lot of unexpected local-economic stimulus going on in our budget!

    They’ll come back on Sunday to a house that has a new flat screen, couch, loveseat, kitchen table….and lord knows what else.

    So much for “tightening the belt”! (But in defense of my husband….we really did need new furniture, but not a flatscreen!) I just hope the boys are happy we have it and that they don’t see this as an opporunity to turn the “want it” button back on!

  11. Heather on March 17, 2009 at 8:17 pm

    It was a little over three hours round trip, but we survived. My patience might not have, but he’s still breathing. 😉

  12. Tink on March 17, 2009 at 7:52 pm

    Deciding to ride the Harley to work yesterday, knowing full good and well that the battery was beyond dead after a freezing winter.—-then, being surprised when all of the electrical failed 3 miles from home calling ME to help him push an 800 lb motorcycle back home….

    or perhaps the 87 Mustang GT he just bought as a “project car”

    Umm dear? We live in a 100+ year old house that’s an eternal project, including the stairs which have been sitting — gutted– for the last month.


  13. his wife on March 17, 2009 at 7:10 pm

    how about the time my husband remembered on Thursday that he was going out of town for 3 days the next morning, and a group he belongs to was meeting at our house Friday night, when I’d be at work!

    luckily, laundry had been done, & I knew the group well enough that one of the officers stopped by my job to pick up the house key. I got home just an hour later, but it was all very inconvenient.

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