BethFromVA

I'm effed up. And DH is making midnight stuffed peppers.

I'm on my fourth or fifth mojito. So far no arrests.

On my fourth mojito. Feelin GOOOOOOOOOD!

Then gird yer loins. Hubby's making a batch for tonight!

Nah... you're just right. Like me. I remember him too. Heck, I even remember what he LOOKS like. lol

Sheep at work. THAT'S an explanation I'd love to hear! :biggrin:

How could you? You're much too young. :biggrin:

OMG!!! Coffee. Spewed. Nose. Hurts. Laptop. Wet. :biggrin::biggrin:

Heartfire, PLEASE tell me you're going to the doctor the minute you get up! :biggrin:

Omg, I almost forgot about that guy! lol

Hey! Can we do that?!?!?! :biggrin:

Oh wow, Ebony, I saw the NSV! WTG, sista!!!!!!! :tt1:

Wow, slim, here's sending prayers and good thoughts your way. Congrats on making THIS cut... but I am sending long-term prayers for the next quarter.

That made me LOL!

WANT to exercise??? Can you bottle that stuff? You'd make a mint!

OH TAPS, how are the eyes? Getting better?

Yeah, dunno. I'm not giving him the warm fuzzies. He's VERY aware that I'm none too pleased. I even told him last night that it was amazing how he seemed to do SO well at the end of last week then all of a sudden... and yet he doesn't call the doctor. At all. Oh sure, he has an appointment tomorrow, but still... if it's STILL this bad, why not check with the doctor (who frankly seemed surprised that he was STILL in this much pain -- TWO WEEKS ago) and ask him what's up? Ugh, I know I'm going to hell for this, but my mom and I were talking yesterday about this (while he was on his way home). He has been SO babied and SO pampered by mommy dearest that that's all he seems to respond to. My mom likes to remind me how I used to do the same thing early in our relationship, and I know she's right (I said as much). But now I see a wuss who just doesn't know how to man-up, and I'm just not taking that anymore. Be a man, do your job, quicherbitchin'... I mean, I had gall bladder surgery and was hosting Thanksgiving three days later, and less than a WEEK later I was in Mexico climbing pyramids for chrissake.

Okay, EW... HOW long have they been divorced?? PJTP: My "dearest" is staying home the week. I can't help but feel it's being milked to the nth degree. He seemed to feel fine at the end of last week, then as this week neared, all of a sudden he was complaining again. I dunno...

No puppy? Gosh, Lu, you're so selfish. :thumbup: We aren't overly religious. If anything, I believe probably more than he does, but I don't attend any church nor have I for many years. Too many issues with church. Long story. But still, I believe there is a rhyme and reason to everything. There's a way things are supposed to go. His mom dogged on me early on in the marriage because we could afford for me to stay home and raise my daughter. That was OUR CHOICE. However, she had a real problem with sonny-boy being made to do all the heavy lifting. I used to say, I'd rather JUST have to go to work! Everything I did around the house was much longer than an 8-hour day anyway, and I didn't get paid! I would be willing to bet he's already thrown me under the bus and told them way back when that I was no longer working. Whether they know I'm back in school or not, I have no idea. But I also believe he does these things in case he needs to play the Mommy Sympathy Card. Regardless, I am doing now what we agreed to. I asked him before I signed up if I should stop everything right then and not attend full-time, and he said no, that I had been diligent in attending and making excellent grades. So... I'm keeping up with my end of the bargain. I can hardly wait for the mommy calls telling me what a horrible person I am for putting such pressure on him to get a job. :mad2:

oh my double gawd!!!! I'll say!!!!!!

Well, I just made a bold move. I had had some money put into a Global Allocations account in 2005 when I first started working, and though it's not a TON, it's a nice little amount that's been growing steadily. Our bank had lumped it into our joint account (hubby has investments in his name only that I don't have access to), so I just called them and asked them to pull that amount out and put it into an account in my name only. It's money that he recently asked me to tap into to help pay for some of his medical bills so that he didn't have to sell any of his stocks. I look at it as money that will be squandered away if he doesn't find a job. One day, that money may be my lifeline.

Omg, Lu, puppy pic!! TOO CUTE!!! I don't think I can come next summer... I'd be leaving with a dog. :mad2:

No offense taken. Believe it or not, I'm a totally different peron than I was when I met him in my 20s. I've grown, I believe, and he hasn't. I've also grown more independently. And yes, mama DOES baby him -- terribly. She has totally wussified him. About the Bible passage -- it's funny you should mention that. We used to belong to a church that was doing a relationship Bible study that we were participating in. There were probably about 8-10 couples who were part of this get-together in the leaders' home. This one particular night the study was a bit different -- instead of all of us together in one room discussing that week's study, this study was to be done with the wives separate from the husbands. We were learning our "jobs" in the marriage, as it were. I could hear DD being very talkative. I couldn't hear what he or the others were saying, but hubby has a distinct voice and I could hear him giving a lot of input. Later on when the groups broke up and we were all mingling (and hubby was outside smoking), the husband/leader said he thought DH finally "got it." I asked what he meant. He said DH was saying stuff like, "So you're saying I'm supposed to do this and this and this?" To him, he felt that it meant DH "got it." I said, "Uh, no, he's freaking out that he has that much responsibility." The leader kept disagreeing with me, kept feeling that the light went on. I said, "Oh, it went on alright, and he doesn't like what he sees in the light." Sure enough, later as we were driving home, DH was saying, "Omg, so I'm expected to do THIS and THIS and THIS??" The next week I went to the leader and said, "I told ya so." :thumbup: My new therapist wanted me to get a book that deals with husband/wife relationships -- one where we each have our part that we read. She recommended it one week and then asked if I had looked into it on our follow-up visit. I told her that with all due respect, I've done all the tricks: The Five Love Languages (TWICE, and all he did was argue with the teachers), Marriage Encounters, other church-oriented marriage/relationship groups, numerous books, therapists... my mom finally said to me when I told her about this new book, "Are you kidding?? HOW MANY things do you have to do before you realize that he JUST DOESN'T GET IT and probably never will?" It was then that I decided I'd not waste my time with yet another book. :mad2:

PJTP: I'm going to hell. I just know it. Today was DH's first day back to work after his surgery three weeks ago. I couldn't have been more happy. He just called here about 10 minutes ago to say "his boss" was sending him home. Why? Cuz. Cuz WHY (thinking it's something to do with "you don't work here anymore")? Because I'm just not doing well. I didn't do well last night. He gave me some work I can do from home. Now, heaven help if this is the truth. BUT... I sometimes feel like he milks stuff to death. I'm STILL hearing about his vasectomy he had in March of 2008! And the fact that he's been sitting here not really looking for work has got me in knots. I was talking with my foodie friends the other night (they brought stuff over to make and the three of us went out for ice cream afterwards since DH didn't want to go), and the male friend is also in the computer field, though different than what DH does. He also makes VERY good money (though I have no idea how much). DH has made comments before about how they spend willy nilly and how they must make a lot, and the male friend and I were talking about that. I told him I have come to the conclusion that he reaps what he's put INTO it! Since I've known him, he goes to at least two training sessions a year to get new info and learn new programs. DH does NOTHING. And I mean NOTHING. If he doesn't learn it on the job, it doesn't get done. At one point last year he said his boss had opened the door for him to get some training on the company dime, and every time I asked him about it, I was met with, "Well, yeah, I wrote him about it a couple weeks ago, but he hasn't gotten back to me." Uh, WTF??? YOU go after HIM, you asshole! He's in a field where you have to be a perch or top-feeder, and instead he sits there like a catfish -- or bottom feeder. I think I ought to suggest that if he wants to just sit on his laurels and DO nothing and LEARN nothing to keep up with the industry, that he go into digging ditches, because every time he stays with a job for a while, he loses out on SO much when it comes time to move on. :mad2::cursing::thumbup:

Erykah - glad you got a smile. Tap - Omg, bless your heart, BOTH eyes? Ugh... I'm SO sorry. Ebony - glad you enjoyed your time off. It's funny, but just last night my friend said yet AGAIN how much happier I seem since I'm not working at that place anymore. I never realized just HOW bad I came across. Brandy - here's praying for TWO pounds, damnit! I don't know who all I missed, but I apologize now. I can't believe how little y'all wrote, but my eyes are crossing. NeedSleep.com Nytol!