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  • Child if I have the coins to put a spa together I'm gonna be charging folks for services to make money back! lololol
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  • @mikenberger congrats on the new job!
  • beethery said:
    He just texted me and said he got up early, got my Hermes box out of the safe, and brought it to Home Depot to get matching paint for our mud room. He also brought my Le Creuset cup thing and got a lighter shade of the green like I've been talking about painting the kitchen forever.

    He's halfway done painting the mud room.

    I love that bitch. He's the best.
    beethery Please explain this mud room...is it like a spa???
    Lol not even close! Our basement/garage was all open until last year when we put some walls up and made a little entrance area. Looks like this:

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    Pardon my shitty MSpaint drawing. During the winter, we pretty much only use the basement door to go in or out. We let our dog out through the kitchen door, and the front door is basically only for decoration (our house is weird). It's downstairs and the wood stove is in there, so it's nice to leave your shoes down there because then 1. you don't track all the snow/salt/sand upstairs and 2. they dry off from the fire.

    I'm trying to make it look like a real room instead of some hodgepodge afterthought. One wall is the concrete foundation, and there's a concrete floor in there. I think we're going to stain the floor and possibly do something to smooth out the wall so it'll look better with paint on it.
    ----(BOXES TK.)----- I would do unspeakable things for a mud room. Especially in the winter. Salt, sand and snow crud ALL OVER MY KITCHEN. Unspeakable things.
    It was uuuuugly when he was sanding the patches on the sheet rock. Ugh. He brought the dog up through there with wet feet. Fucking white paw and boot prints all over the house. That's why I have to go HAM scrubbing the floor upstairs tonight. There are traces left and every time I step in this one spot (which happens all the time), I get sheetrock crud stuck to my socks. Raaaaaage!
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  • beethery said:
    He just texted me and said he got up early, got my Hermes box out of the safe, and brought it to Home Depot to get matching paint for our mud room. He also brought my Le Creuset cup thing and got a lighter shade of the green like I've been talking about painting the kitchen forever.

    He's halfway done painting the mud room.

    I love that bitch. He's the best.
    beethery Please explain this mud room...is it like a spa???
    Lol not even close! Our basement/garage was all open until last year when we put some walls up and made a little entrance area. Looks like this:

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    Pardon my shitty MSpaint drawing. During the winter, we pretty much only use the basement door to go in or out. We let our dog out through the kitchen door, and the front door is basically only for decoration (our house is weird). It's downstairs and the wood stove is in there, so it's nice to leave your shoes down there because then 1. you don't track all the snow/salt/sand upstairs and 2. they dry off from the fire.

    I'm trying to make it look like a real room instead of some hodgepodge afterthought. One wall is the concrete foundation, and there's a concrete floor in there. I think we're going to stain the floor and possibly do something to smooth out the wall so it'll look better with paint on it.
    ----(BOXES TK.)----- I would do unspeakable things for a mud room. Especially in the winter. Salt, sand and snow crud ALL OVER MY KITCHEN. Unspeakable things.
    When H and I were looking for a house last year, we wouldn't even consider a house that didn't have a mudroom or a three seasons room to come in through during the winter. I pretty much hate everything about our house now that bought it with the exception of our glorious mudroom. It's big and bright and my washer and dryer live there. I feel spoiled with it.
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  • beethery said:
    He just texted me and said he got up early, got my Hermes box out of the safe, and brought it to Home Depot to get matching paint for our mud room. He also brought my Le Creuset cup thing and got a lighter shade of the green like I've been talking about painting the kitchen forever.

    He's halfway done painting the mud room.

    I love that bitch. He's the best.
    beethery Please explain this mud room...is it like a spa???
    Lol not even close! Our basement/garage was all open until last year when we put some walls up and made a little entrance area. Looks like this:

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    Pardon my shitty MSpaint drawing. During the winter, we pretty much only use the basement door to go in or out. We let our dog out through the kitchen door, and the front door is basically only for decoration (our house is weird). It's downstairs and the wood stove is in there, so it's nice to leave your shoes down there because then 1. you don't track all the snow/salt/sand upstairs and 2. they dry off from the fire.

    I'm trying to make it look like a real room instead of some hodgepodge afterthought. One wall is the concrete foundation, and there's a concrete floor in there. I think we're going to stain the floor and possibly do something to smooth out the wall so it'll look better with paint on it.
    ----(BOXES TK.)----- I would do unspeakable things for a mud room. Especially in the winter. Salt, sand and snow crud ALL OVER MY KITCHEN. Unspeakable things.
    When H and I were looking for a house last year, we wouldn't even consider a house that didn't have a mudroom or a three seasons room to come in through during the winter. I pretty much hate everything about our house now that bought it with the exception of our glorious mudroom. It's big and bright and my washer and dryer live there. I feel spoiled with it.
    Mudrooms are the bomb.  The house that H was renting before we bought our place didn't have one and the door most folks used entered into the kitchen you had to sweep morning and night to keep up with the stuff that everyone tracked in.  Our house on the other hand is a bit weird like @beethery the front door is basically for decoration.  The door everyone uses enters into the mudroom.  We have a pellet stove in there and racks for shoes and coats so that all of that stuff in theory no longer gets tracked into the main part of the house.  Now we only have to sweep the breezeway and with entry mats it doesn't even get that bad :-)
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  • @ShellD13 our front door is basically just for decoration as well. The door itself is so old it doesn't even lock and a few months ago the lock on the screen door broke. We still haven't bothered to fix it because no one uses that door. It's also the ugliest door in existence and we really need to buy a new one but that will require H's uncle, a contractor, to come and completely reframe it because it's gotten so warped over time (1930s house). That plus a new door = lots of money we don't have right now. So my ugly door stays.
  • You people who drag that snowy salty shit through the kitchen are barbarians! lol

    No mudroom here, but in winter we lay 2 old crappy beach towels on the floor at the front door/ living room. You must stand on towel & remove shoes. No shoes allowed past the towels! I shake them off and run them through the washing machine like twice a month.

                                                                     

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  • kasmith1 said:

    This is from Thanksgiving, every year we go to my aunt's house, before we eat, we all stand in a circle and say what we are thankful for. I was expecting DH to just say, "My new wife" or something standard. He says, "I'm thankful for the cliche that you marry your best friend, because kasmith1 is the best friend I've been waiting for and now I get to spend the rest of my life with her." He is so sweet and makes me feel so special.

    Aw! Our friends and I do a Regretsgiving a week before and we sit around and say our regrets from the year. A fair amount if people said things like "I regret not being a better partner" or "I regret not making more of an effort in my friendships." I think it really got to DH (I just said I regret bringing home bad juju from work so I didn't say I regret anything about us!) because when we got home he cuddled me really close and asked me if I'm getting what I need from him emotionally and told me that he never wants me to feel ignored (he had to finish some work when we got home so I was alone with the TV for a bit).

    It was really sweet and caring.
  • I've wanted a snowflake necklace forever. Don't know why, just have. This morning FI surprises me with one because he saw it and thought it was pretty and perfect and wanted me to have it. He was gonna make me wait until Christmas eve (we open one present on Christmas Eve) but decided he couldn't wait and gave it to me while I was getting ready.
  • jenna8984 said:

    You people who drag that snowy salty shit through the kitchen are barbarians! lol

    No mudroom here, but in winter we lay 2 old crappy beach towels on the floor at the front door/ living room. You must stand on towel & remove shoes. No shoes allowed past the towels! I shake them off and run them through the washing machine like twice a month.

    And now a partner un-brag. The other day after it snowed, H walked through the whole house with snow on his shoes. I was walking around in my socks, and then was all, "No! WET SOCKS! What kind of fuckery is this?!" Wet socks are the absolute worst. 
  • jenna8984 said:

    You people who drag that snowy salty shit through the kitchen are barbarians! lol

    No mudroom here, but in winter we lay 2 old crappy beach towels on the floor at the front door/ living room. You must stand on towel & remove shoes. No shoes allowed past the towels! I shake them off and run them through the washing machine like twice a month.

    And now a partner un-brag. The other day after it snowed, H walked through the whole house with snow on his shoes. I was walking around in my socks, and then was all, "No! WET SOCKS! What kind of fuckery is this?!" Wet socks are the absolute worst. 
    Nooooo! Not okay!!
  • So my husband is a bit of an internet sensation on another forum. Even though neither of us have gone to that forum in over a year, he's still widely talked about, and a photo of him is legendary there. 

    They do an annual Secret Santa. One of our friends just tagged my husband in the gift he received. Yes, that is my husband's face on the Mona Lisa. I think I'm going to have to ask who sent it to him so I can have one made for us. 

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  • @climbingbrideny Noooooo wet socks really ARE the worst!!!

    @sbmini WTF??!? That is so weird and awesome at the same time.

                                                                     

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  • Well my brag is from last week. two days before thanksgiving I cut my finger while cooking. Then when I finished studying at midnight I went to do the dishes because he was asleep and a freaking glass cup exploded in my hand and all over the kitchen and woke him up. He came over to help clean up all the glass and take out the glass pieces from my finger. He told me he would do the dishes in the morning and then went to bed. Well it seemed Murphy was in the apartment because just as he left the bowl I was going to prepare my lunch for the next day flipped from my hands and the rice poured all over the floor. So he came back half asleep and told me to go shower and prepare for the next day he would take care of it. 

    Well it doesnt end there, I began crying because I was frustrated and about to get my period on top of everything. As I was in the shower and put shampoo on my hand it stung like a bitch and I got even mre frustrated that I couldnt even wash my own hair. So he came over to check on me found me ugly crying my ass off and he finished washing my hair and then cuddled me to sleep.

    He then woke up super early to make me chocolate chip pancakes and coffee. 

    Sorry for the long post :) thanks for reading. He is the best, I love him so much 


  • OK I have another one now. H and I want to TTC pretty soon, and he's been a tiny bit freaked out by it. Super understanding, but freaked out... he'll say things like "I know I can't understand how you're feeling about this, because my body clock isn't telling me the same things as yours is. But we're in this together and I want whatever will make you happy."

    So I had my gyn appointment today, talked to her about going off the pill, and whatever else needed go be done before TTC. One of those things was screening for the cystic fibrosis gene, which I did. I talked to him over dinner about it, and how they'll need to test him too, and what will happen if we're both carriers. I expected him to be a little terrified, but he was so receptive, asking about any other testing he could do to make sure we have a healthy little chunk. It totally made my day.

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  • I tend to find things to freak out about that need to be done around the house. FI was up all night on call, drove home for 2 hours from work because he was off yesterday, and spent 5 hours leaf blowing and raking while i was at work so now the lawn is pristine!

    I thought I would be nice so I picked him up his favorite sandwich on the way home from work, when I got home I realized they forgot the gravy for mine. So he took off before I could stop him and returned with a giant container saying that "his future wife deserves her gravy"

    Love him.
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  • Ugh.  So he rarely does dishes.  He can cook amazingly well, but manages to use EVERY SINGLE pot and utensil we have.  He doesn't understand the function of a laundry basket.  If I put something by the stairs for the next trip up or down, it stays there until *I* make the trip.  He doesn't know how to clean a bathroom.

    But he's the best at snuggles.  And he wakes me up by singing silly little songs.  And he says I'm beautiful several times a day.  Did I mention the little songs?  Love those.

    **The OMH formerly known as jsangel1018**
  • We were doing some Christmas shopping. I was online at the michael kors store and H gets online with the amazing bag I've been eyeing and said "merry early Christmas". He's the best! He also made dinner one night this week and has been getting me whatever I want to eat. No matter how many trips he needs to make. Last night he went out in a near monsoon so I could have a whopper.
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  • I have a new one. Today one of BMs told me (in a group text message) she isn't staying the night at the winery for my bachelorette party this weekend because a friend wants her to teach a dance class. We have had these plans for 3 months. I was a little bummed that 1. she didn't tell me earlier or at least separately and 2. that she is bailing on prior plans to do something as a favor.

    Well FI told me that I get to pick where we eat tonight and we can eat anything and he'll do anything to cheer me up. I'm not as upset as he thinks but I was whining to him more just because I feel whiny.

  • We don't work well on household projects together. This weekend left us both in pissy moods because we got so mad at each other. He turns into an unbearable asshole and he thinks that I'm useless. It's pretty miserable, though we got a ton of work done.

    Then we blew a circuit with our new washer and dryer. DH and his buddy got things rewired and by the time I was done making dinner, the dryer worked again. I used to think DH could fix anything on a house or car but now I realize he can fix ALMOST anything- but has friends who know how to do the rest!

    Then this morning I log into my work email and it's down. I run our email (I'm not at all technical but we're a 4 person company) and try everything I can figure out. I'm fielding phone calls from my 2 anxious coworkers (the 3rd is on his honeymoon) and can't deal with them and continue to dive in. DH took over and figured out what was going on then helped me figure out how to fix it (and it's not my fault! woohoo!).

    It's also pretty awesome that he's awesome at all things technology.
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  • @Inkdancer‌ that is the sweetest thing I've ever heard.

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  • FI dropped by my office on his lunch to give me a bag of Hershey kisses. I had texted him that I wanted chocolate but I wanted Hershey kisses and we don't have those in the vending machine. So he got me some. 

  • Inkdancer said:
    So last week I had a major existential crisis meltdown. I've been unemployed since May, and I was going to do a CNA class but at the last minute I got freaked out about it because I don't really want to be a nurse. I was just going to do it to get a job. So it's freaking 2 am and I was sobbing because I feel like a useless lump. H woke up, hugged me, and told me he didn't want me to do it if it wouldn't make me happy, because his whole life is about making me happy. Turns out his alarm clock for work is not labeled "work." It's labeled "do it for her."

    Fuck, I'm crying just thinking about it.

    Y'all. My husband gets up every morning, and the first thing he thinks about is me, and what he can do to make my life better. I am so fucking lucky.

    And as of Friday, I have a job at the library, so I don't have to worry about that stupid nursing class!
    You're very lucky.  And I feel pretty kick-ass because the alarm I use to signal that I need to get my ass out the door for my train to work is called "do it for us." 

    Seriously, sometimes I hate my job- no, not my job.  I love my job, but my employer is so dysfunctional...  So I seriously do this so my fiance and I can have a great life.  I'm the primary earner and always will be most likely.  So I just remind myself that I just want good things for us. 

    Your guy sounds awesome, and congrats on the job!
  • There are so many things that he has done, but I have to share 3 of the notable ones :)

    About 4 years ago when FI and I were still dating, I had an epically horrible week at work... Like sobbng crying over some antics that had happened... I told FI about how upset I was and how everyday at this job was like entering a dark cloud... The very next day he sends me a dozen yellow roses to work with the card that said "Thought you might like a little sunshine" And that. yea... happy tears... over and over.

    I got a new job about 6 months ago.  I was SO EXCITED about it because it has become my "career job" I feel.  Well, FI knows that I love white sheet cake... I know... exotic right? But still. CAKE.   So the night after I had told him about my new job he gets me a white sheet cake with Congrats! I'm so proud of you! on the cake. So sweet.

    I bought a new car this weekend, and I am super crazy about keeping my car clean and I kept whining to FI about how I wanted weather tech floor mat liners, but they were just too expensive, and he said last night, "you have all of the weather tech floor mats coming in the next few days" He said that he found a good deal on them, and didn't want me to be upset about not having them.     

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