QUEEN PEEVES

Wow, what an exciting week eh?  I made some new friends, I got some awards, blog life is good.  I am so happy I got to share a few blogs that I enjoy reading, and I love this cycle of blog awards as I get to find out who they pass them onto and in the end what blogs they recommend.  This is great not because of the fame-well maybe a little-but more because of the new prospectives and advice I gain from new readers and followers.  So to my new followers-welcome-now get to work lol.

Anyways since it is Friday before a long weekend I am not going to depress you with relationship problems, but rather just give you a chance to release some tension (not in that way you sicko) by sharing your peeves with me.

I will go first!

My man mumbles-it drives me mad.  Half the time I cannot even hear what he says and the other half I think I hear it, but I cannot make it out, so I assume I heard one thing and then he will be like I just told you I wanted the wrench.  Oh sorry hun, I thought you said go sit on the bench.

At first I thought it was me, so I cleaned the ears and did a self hearing test, nope all good in those departments.  Now after over five years-I am not the only one that says to him-speak up-pronounciate your words- we talk to him like English is his second language lol.

He even admits he is a mumblin man.  However, it is a problem especially when in certain situations, like driving, go right he will say and then I will be like- no I am okay-and he will be like no go right here, and I am like oh I thought you asked if I wanted a bite, by then we are the freakin highway passing our destination, and I suddenly have an urge for pizza.

So whats your peeve?  I am sure your loved ones aggravate you with some little folly... do share!

Queen Peeves

Well it is that time again folks- you know the times when we get to know eachother a little better by telling eachother what really pisses us off.  Those little pesky things that your friends or spouses do that make you want to rip their eyes out! 

Well, today I would like to tell you that I absolutely cannot stand it when my man has 'man PMS'.  Yes that is right -'P MAN S'  is what I like to call it!  Who said that Jebus did not give men the ability to menstruate?  Of course he did, its named after them MENstruate for dogs sake!  He just did not give them the tangible part of it, since he is a man -we got the shit end of the stick.

So he has crazy mood swings, like one minute he will be all bummed out or pissy, and the next minute he is all like so you want veggie burgers for dinner?  Like WTF just happened, who are you and what the eff did you do with my man?  Its like freakin aliens took over his body and they are here to serve me all of a sudden.... then twenty minutes later its a complete 180 and hes an a$$ again.  Since men were not born with the ability to communicate or wear their emotions-us ladies are required to tippy toe around the matter, think that we did something wrong and let these mood swings infuriate us.

So my dear readers- why cant 'P MAN S' be the same for both sexes?  Why cant men just be like-oh its that time of the month again dear- and I am all over the place-up, down, laughing, crying.... and admit they are a mess just like us women?

NEW SEGMENT: Queen Peeves

Thanks to Crystal Jigsaw (why do men scratch their balls in public?) and Wife Advice (being married from a mans point of view) I have come up with a new segment to keep you all awwwing and ewwwing at my blog! :)

I will call it Queen Peeves and it is where you, me, and the weird nosey guy sitting beside me can share our pet peeves about our husbands, wives, friends, family, co workers, pets, and nosey weird men!

I know your probably wondering what is the difference between pet peeves and rants!  Well, the truth is there is not much of a difference, perhaps they will be shorter, and involve sillier, stupid, irritating things that our loved ones do!  Where as a rant is just yelling and screaming about anything and are usually maybe a little more serious in nature??  Maybe??

Do not worry I will go first, just to get the ball rolling...

So it infuriates me when my husband has dreams and then wakes up and acts like they are real!  The worst was when he had a dream about catching me cheating on him (which I would never even dream of doing-no pun intended) and he wakes up and is all mad at me.  I ask him why and he tells me about his dream.  This went on all day, like he really thought it was true and that the truth was telepathically being radio-waved through to his dreams??? 

The only time I have ever dreamed something and thought it was true was when I drempt about putting the ice cream away and the next day I found it in the cupboard-put away-just not in the right place!

So now it is your turn, tell me I am not the only one with a peeve to share....