Or change the toilet roll or find the hamper. Don't get me started on their poor "aim"!!

Our first year of married "Bliss" was a learning experience for dear hubs. I'm the eldest of 8 siblings, hubs is the baby of family. I came from a big family where everyone has their share to hold up, clothes in the hamper, dishes to the sink, clean clothes are hung up, etc. By the way we both were working at the time we married.

Week 1 of married life, my dirty clothes are in the hamper, dirty dishes in the sink, but hubs isn't pulling his share. ??? Lets see how far this lack-ness is going to go.
Beginning of week 3. Hubs: Where are my clean clothes? how come we don't have as many dishes? So I set him down: There is the clothes hamper, the sink is for dirty dishes. I don't pick up for anybody. We will share all duties. He comes back with that he works all day. Eeeew, he left himself wide open. I reminded him I work all day too and I'll never be a June Cleaver. When we had our son, hubs had to take his share of middle of the night changing and feeding the baby. I was still working then too. Now 38 years has passed, Hubs came a long way and so did yours-truly. Clothes are in the hamper, we both fold our clean clothes and put them away and we take turns loading the dishwasher. We got a problem we talk it out without shouting or whining about it. We might have had a few pot-holes and speed bumps in our journey together but we learned to work together. Yes, and we sure have our share of funny stories too. Debs, I just love the mayo burglar story.

MIL and FIL lived on a farm. MIL put the pressure cooker on to cook lunch, took the morning tea down to the paddock, came back just as it blew its safety valve. Lunch was all over the ceiling and dripping onto the floor. Menu was revised, and the mess cleaned up. Years later the marks were still on the ceiling.

Cram your face into a pillow and scream a few times!!
When you stop laughing you'll feel a lot better.

The 1st year we were married, I got the flu & he really didn't know how to take care of me. It still bothers me after 35 years. But hey revenge is sweeet. After 3 kids & 5 gks, he has got his share of barf, poop & the like. He is finally trained. A few months ago he was real sick & was on the throne & he passed out & stated throwing up. Good thing I was there cause I grabbed his head & made him bend over & saved him from all that back in his face. So now I'm his hereo. He does take good aim but them boys don't. Every morning have to mop around & clean after they all leave for school. DS if mama didn't stay on him all the time I don't know what he would do.

The builder of my house put in a sump pump in the basement to pump out the washing machine water because the basement is deeper than usual and sits below the sewer line and the waste water has to be pumped up. Anyway, someone (since I do not live alone) washed a load of clothing, and the pump float got stuck and I had wash and rinse water all over the floor. Three boxes of quilting and knitting pattern books were on the floor and an enormous amount of fabric being sorted for two quilts were on the floor too. Am still sick, it has been four days and am Still Not Done cleaning out this mess because I went back to work and cannot seem to get it together.

Sorry about making such a poor pitiful me whine.

Yuck. Hope you are able to selvage most of it.

I am so sorry for laughing at your situation, I know nut funny to you but I am roflmbo. because that is just so a part of life, and it seems to always happen in threes, so please continue. God bless. Penny

Oh, wow, all in one day!

It did remind me of the time a few years ago when I splattered choc frosting all over my counter, cabinets, stove top, refrigerator door and floor. I had read that canned frosting spread better and had more volume if it was beaten first. yup, stuck one beater in the can and can't remember how or why, but it shot out with choc frosting spraying everywhere. I was not amused at the time, it was a slick greasy mess, altho it did smell good.

now I can laugh.

warm quilt hugs, sue in CA

So sorry for you but can't stop laughing. Things will get better.

And I just discovered two splotches on the ceiling - Yep, two gobs of mayo did the olympic high jump. I can see the dried stuff just oozing the oil, now how to clean it ?- after I drag out the step ladder.

"Hubby calls me at 9:30am and asks if I had come home after I went to work,(huh?) and of course I said NO. Well, he says, then someone must have broke into the house and I guess I scared him cuz he dropped the mayo on the floor when he ran away."

ROFLOL!!! I'm sorry you had such a time but that just cracked me UP! Put things into perspective for me. THANK YOU! I so needed that!

reminds me of the story of the blond housewife that went grocery shopping on a very hot day, she lodes her grocery in the back seat of the car and starts for home,one of the things she bought was a tin of biscuits, on the way she hears this big bang and something hit the back of her head, she grabs the back of her head and pulls over to the side of the road. A policeman stops and says are you OK? She says no I'm not OK I'm the victim of a drive by shooting, can't you see I was shot in the head and I am trying to hold my brains in. He said no Mame all I see is you holding a biskit.

Well had mine yesterday DGS comes running into kitchen. Grammie I lost my diaper. Well I get him one & then notice his shirt is very wet. I then go check the bed & both sheets, quilt, flannel quilt & another one are all wet. Also the bed squishey foam cover is wet so that means pad is wet. Spent the day washing everything as the quilts take 2 to 3 cycles to dry as they roll up. Putting the cover back on foam pad is like trying to stretch a knats butt over a barrel. Not an easy day. Wish that boy would get potty trained or stop losing dipers.

I hope the pic of the boy in your avatar isn't the one who lost the diaper :oops:

OH you had quite the time! But I'd take the pineapple smell over what I have in my car. Last summer we went to the wharf and bought a dozen lobsters. Came home and after a quick detour to drop off two of said beasts at a friend's house during which we made a sharp right turn and the bucket of lobsters fell over. Brought in the bucket of 10 lobsters... but we could only find 9. No biggie right? The fellow at the wharf obviously counted wrong.
TWO LONG HOT weeks later, we hired a young fellow to clean our cars inside and out. He came and knocked on the door... "What do you want me to do with the dead lobster in the trunk?"

I have tried everything and still it smells like a BAD day at the beach!

No that is my baby. He's Almost 17. The culprit is 3 year grand son who refuses to get potty trtained.

Have you tried leaving it open in the sun. Maybe if you sprayed down with Freebreze or one of those odor neturalizer. That might help. Heloise always talks about using charcoal. If you put a pan of that in trunk it might absorb the odor. Just as bad as spilled milk in Texas in August. Smells like death.

I love this statement! LOL

Glad you're able to laugh now. Once when my mom had no garbage service, I picked hers up & put the bag in my trunk. Forgot about it for 2-3 days. PEW! At least it was contained and not in the vents.

Was open for two months... through rainstorms and sunshine... No difference.

Tried Febreeze and other similar brands... flowery dead lobster smell.

Took the carpet out of the trunk... no difference

Haven't tried charcoal... will look into that!

If you didn't know about the lobster you'd just assume I had not taken a bath for a month or so :shock: but when you know what it is sunny days are horrible in it! ;-)

You might try asking somebody that does car detailing. They might could direct you on how to take care of it.

I got to share this story of my sister's. Sis raised a bunch of chickens for her freezer. When they got to be about 5 months old, she rented a chicken feather plucker; it took her couple days of killing, dressing and package the birds and into the freezer they went. She called our mother, she had about 50 birds in the freezer and she was ready for winter. Couple weeks later, she kept smelling something awful and she discovered that the freezer electric cord had been kicked out from the plug-in. All that raising the birds and processing had all gone to waste. Sis was just in total tears when she called our mother. Her hubby helped her make the haul to the town dump. Everyone in the family double checks the freezer and frig cords. Hard le$$on.

LOL you get my vote for sainthood... :D

That is TOOO funny! May I use that one?

you just don't have any luck at all, so did you finally tell your hubby that you were the one that made the mess

Way back when I was first married we had the step kids living with us for a time. Other situations were going on and I was not a happy camper. I decided to cheer myself up and make a cake. It was a strawberry cake of some sort (like I said - way back when). I had just cleaned the entire kitchen before I started to make the cake. After I backed the cake I could not get it to come out of the pan. I got so angry with it I just took the whole pan - cake and all and threw it towards the kitchen counter and sink. Cake went everywhere! I THEN decided that I needed to keep the cake and use it somehow. So I took marshmallow stuff blended it in with the crumbs, added other stuff (don't remember what all I put into it). Patted it all back into the pan and let if set.
----- Yes, I served it for desert that night to everyone that was there (just family memebers).
They all LOVED it.
A month later the kids and hubby asked me if I could make that cake again they really liked it! They never knew I had tossed it!

Oh I feel so much better now! We recently moved from Michigan and my DH put up a lighted ceiling fan in the sewing room. What an awesome guy! The only hiccup was that the remote for it was...you guessed it...back in Mich. Had to have it mailed. It's always something! (Roseanne Roseannadanna)

I've heard that salt absorbs grease - make a paste and toss it up there with the mayo?

The sheetrock in the ceiling is so old that it just abosrbed all of the oil. It won't scrub out. I will have to get some Kilz or some Benz to paint over ,then repaint the ceiling. I like the statement, not worth chewing through the restraints.