Since the father in law has had his fall, the yeti in pink knickers has been staying at his house until he can get some of his mobility back. She pops in now and again for bits and pieces, but mostly it's a phonecall. Having not called in for a while she pretended to be concerned that I was looking after myself alright.
I told her I had run out of cups. Why? Well they are all in the dishwasher waiting to be done. Not to worry I said there is still the best china to tide me over. A big YOU DARE then asked if I had changed the bed linen. Well the mysteries of all mysteries to us common mortals is how do you get the duvet back into it's cover. The bed is a bit wiffy on my side but I can sleep on her side until she comes back I ain't going to tie myself up in knots getting that bleeding thing back in the cover. I did suggest I could ask the merry widow up the road to give me a hand with it. The phone went dead. Fifteen minutes later she storms in, armed with polish and duster, the hoover came out of it's hiding place and an hour later. Dishes and laundry done, bed made, fridge stocked up and I am ready to go. She just Hurrumped about the house so I am still mystified wether it was me using the best china or the though of the merry widow flitting around the bedroom that made her get her @rse in gear.
Whatever it was I now know that just using the right words when you want something done, gets it done.
Are you sure you are a man??? That sounds very like a woman's way to get a man to do something !!!
I think she was alright about it really, but things might change when she looks in the freezer. The 'special drawer' is empty no more steaks and profiteroles for tea. Gammon and cheesecake last week getting a bit thin on the meat front now with mostly the grandchildens stuff. Pizza ain't too bad. But if she stays away much longer I shall be down to fish fingers and runner beans. Still on the bright side she will be able to defrost it. I'll just have to watch out I don't get fed any of those escaped peas that always seem to litter the bottoms of freezers since time immemorial.
Ohh...you... naughty man.....I hope you have walked the dogs..or have you managed to get your DEAREST to sort that little problem out too...?
Did you run out of clean pants and had to borrow pink knickers..... :icon_cheers:...photo's please... :toothy10:
No, just turn the undercrackers inside out, or go commando. The dogs get a nice regular walk with me and they get spoilt rotten down the pub. :drunken_smilie:
I'm just surprised the pink knickers haven't used to throttle you.
Quote from: Obbelix on March 07, 2014, 20:31:03
I'm just surprised the pink knickers haven't used to throttle you.
Oh no, she would never do that, She takes me as I am, a joker to cheer her up when she is down. A musician that can sing a gentle love song, a gardener that give her a pleasant place to sit and ponder. Somebody who never says no (out loud). Then to cap it all off, to be introduced as Ace's wife, what more can a woman wish for. :notworthy:
As I suspected a true gentlman under that facade :icon_cheers:
LOL LOL LOL
I think you would still be wise to go and fill up the freezer before she comes back with some nice dessert type things or treat her to fish and chips when she gets back ;-)
surely a bright chap like you knows to get the duvet cover inside out, scrunch up the duvet cover like a sock and if you are by yourself, get two pegs and peg the top corners to the right corners of the duvet cover then and then just pull it back down over the duvet, with the right side now showing, as if you were putting a sock on your foot. Undo the pegs and your duvet is snugly in the cover. Piece of cake.
Oh Antipodes....he is A MAN....and I bet his eyes 'glazed' over before he got to read half way down to your instructions.
Sadly 'man species' have selective hearing and 'digestion system' when it comes down to any kind of instructions...if there is no personal interest in a subject...It just won't sink in.
Excuse me! I did read and I liked the bit about 'Piece of cake' But pegs in this house have a secret hiding place. They are very handy for holding bits together when gluing stuff up or holding the choke open on the Harley. The dishwasher instructions have also been put in a secret place after I degreased some engine parts, years ago. Although I could have got away with that if I had taken the dirty dishes out first.
I was reared in captivity and have been looking after myself for the last month. She will not have so much to clean next time as I have been keeping to the same tracks when I move about and I now leave my dirty boots in the porch.
I did go shopping, I went around to Aldi and got a bottle of milk, a loaf of bread and a cordless drill.
I don't belive a word of it, I expect you are really a great big softie, and henpecked and do exactly what the missus says, otherwise why should you get all those likes on this computer. Remember to have a big bunch of flowers and a tidy house when she gets back otherwise as my grandson says 'you will be dead meat'. I know you are really missing her loads, tell her. :sunny: