When the hubby doesn't listen

We were having dinner together and watching tv. We were sharing the same glass of juice. I noticed there is something in the glass. I hand it to the hubby.
 
Me: "Hey luv can you check whats in this glass?" (Because I really didn't want to drink it if thats something weird in the glass)
Hubby: Takes glass continues to stare at tv.
Me: (Went back to eating, forgot about juice. Sometime later got thirsty and looks at hubby to see if juice is safe to drink and retrieve it. Looked at hubby he is holding empty glass.) "Luv I hand you to check whats in it, something was in it."
Hubby: "What? I thought you gave me to drink it out."
 
Me: "Sigh, thats what you get for not listening."

Kids Advice on Love and Marriage

HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHOM TO MARRY?
You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you
like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she
should keep the chips and dip coming.
* Alan, age 10

No person really decides before they grow up who they're going
to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out
later who you're stuck with.
* Kirsten, age 10
WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?
Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER
by then.
* Camille, age 10

No age is good to get married at.
You got to be a fool to get married.
* Freddie, age 6
HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?
You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be
yelling at the same kids.
* Derrick, age 8

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want any more kids.
* Lori, age 8
WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to
know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen
long enough.
* Lynnette, age 8

On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that
usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
* Martin, age 10
WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?
I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the
newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead
columns.
* Craig, age 9

WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
When they're rich.
* Pam, age 7
The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess
with that.
* Curt, age 7

The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should
marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
* Howard, age 8

IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?
I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing.
I'm never going to have sex with my wife.
I don't want to be all grossed out.
* Theodore, age 8

It's better for girls to be single but not for boys.
Boys need someone to clean up after them.
* Anita, age 9


HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
*Kelvin, age 8


"And the #1 Favorite is........"

HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
Tell your wife that she looks pretty,
even if she looks like a truck.
*Ricky, age 10

Trip to NYC

I realized I need to blog more about the happy moments in my life, because looking back on my blog am not seeing a lot of happy memories as I would like, though I know there are tons of happy moments in my life.

Well last Friday, Feb 10th me, the hubby, his cuz and my friend from work set off for a road trip to NYC. I had lots of plans in my head of things I wanted to do. The hubby is not good with working with plans so to avoid any disappointment I decided not to make any plans.

Well our drive there was about 8 hrs. I know we could fly there and it would be less time but I like the comfort of my car and the feel of the road under the car. Flying makes me anxious and that tires me out more. Plus I love long drives. We drove to NYC many times in the past,  most times I doze off just after 2 hours of being in the car. This was the first time I only slept for about an hour or so.

We stayed with one of my cuz in NYC and as usual we had a blast. Normally when I go to NYC I go by myself and I just enjoy spending time with my cousins kids. But when I go with the hubby I like to go out.

I am happy to say me and the hubby survived the entire trip without a fight. We went to the NYC Aquarium, I got some great pics that am too lazy to look for to up load. I am totally in love with this place and wish we had one in Toronto, or somewhere in Canada. So I googled it, and found out that soon enough we will, you can read all about it here. It states expected completion is Summer 2013, but since this is Toronto what the really mean is Summer 2015. But if the can finish by 2013 I will seriously consider making a donation to them. I am so excited now about this now. Anyways here are some pics I took from the trip.

Manhattan in the background

A red building!!!

Manhattan lights

Parking in NYC, so innovative when will this come to Canada?

A pink building!!!

After a fight...

I realized this would be the perfect song for a guy to sing after a fight about something where he messed up.

Blogging makes me happy

Last night me and the hubby had a fight, he mentioned something during that argument about me always blogging. How does he know am always blogging? I never blog in front of him. Actually I feel like when we are together I always give him my sole and undivided attention. I don't even txt my friends as much as I use to. I told my friends plainly as well am sorry now I realized I txt you all the time at home I need to spend that time with the hubby. And so we don't txt each other in the nites anymore.

Anyways though, this is one area I will not give up on. I like blogging, writing my thoughts down has always been a stress reliever for me. Because I feel like I can express more in writing than I can say out loud sometimes. Because when I write I can see what am writing and revise it. Because when I write there is no difference in my tone of writing and you can't tell if am upset or sad and unless I TYPE IN CAPS, you really can't tell if am shouting in my mind or not.

On another topic I may have mentioned it before but I studied  Computer Science in University, and in the end I hated it. I did learn a lot though and I did a lot of learning about computers on my own (which sometimes involved asking friends for info too). Computers drive me crazy sometime, no two computer can ever be the same. The all have their little defect,or bug, or flaw and sometimes it feels like no matter how much you troubleshoot, or how much you try to reprogram a computer there always is something about it with no explanation or way to fix and you just have to learn to live with it or buy a new computer, though your bound to find a different problem with the new computer. Well when I think of computers and humans I can't help but comparing the two. Everyone in the world is so unique, so different, and everyone has their own flaws or defects that makes no sense to another person sometime. Everyone has there own sickness  that doctors can't explain that they have to come to terms with and live with.

This year is nine years since I know the hubby, you would think that knowing someone this long that you should know their moods, or understand some of their ways. But it's not always a good thing. Sometimes you know someone so long that you feel like you know them and you feel like you can tell what the are thinking or going to say. And past experiences resonates around you so much, it clouds your vision from seeing that the have changed or that this is different.

But then there are things that you just know about a person as well. Like I know when am upset about something I can't talk to the hubby because he rarely ever makes me feel better, and I always tell him why. Because he always points out why my problem started. As if I wouldn't know why or what caused my problem. And he always makes me feel as if I my problem is silly or all my fault because I could have just not done it in the first place. And maybe sometimes its the case and maybe sometime it's not. I just hate it when he is quick to judge. And when I'm upset all I want to hear is that am loved and not to worry about it and it will all go away soon or something along that line. But instead I feel stupid and guilty and apart from being upset I have to explain and defend myself to him. I don't understand why as my spouse he can't be supportive and say "You are smart Luv that's why I married you and I know you did the right thing." And so am just a tiny bit sad today because I've tried explaining to him many times when you console a person the don't want to hear it's their fault but in the end he always says it.

So I realized today that this is going to be a never ending battle, it's part of him. He just can't not say what he is feeling. I have tried so many times to explain to him there is a difference between talking the truth and consoling someone. When someone gives you a problem the know what caused it the don't need it shoved back in there face. So since trying to get him to change won't work. I got to learn to accept the fact that when I tell him my problems this what I can expect to be criticized and given a judgement. To be told what I should not have done. And that its the stupidest thing I've done and he can't understand why I would do such a thing. Or maybe as he suggested I can just blog about it or I can find a hole somewhere and crawl in and cry it out. And deal with it on my own.

When I see the lights are left on...

Yesterday I went out with my sis-in-law, my bro, my sis, and my cuz-in-law. We went bowling, we all had a great time I think. I know I had a good time. The hubby who was tired stayed home. Just before I had left I was just telling him that he forgot to turn the washroom lights off, so I turned it off. I kissed him and left.

I came home to find the bathroom light on. And him in bed sleeping.

Why doesn't he get it, when I see the lights have been left on for hours with electricity burning, no one using it. That I get thoughts like:

People who don't have electricity all over the world. 

And:

High electric bills, money I could have used on other stuff, like new shoes or something. Or maybe even give  a homeless guy some spare change.

Or the world ending because everyone just uses and uses resources like if its going to last forever.

 There is a word for people who live there lives not caring about the effect the have in the world on others. I can't remember the word. But it make me think that he is one of them. OMG and I can't even begin to describe how I feel when I see him or anyone doing the dishes and wasting water, GRRRRRRRRrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

But maybe there is a word for people like me who over obsess over everything too? But no I don't think I over obsess there is no excuse for wasting stuff, never...