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I’ve been giving my wife the good bread for 30 fucking years, and all she does is complain that it’s stale… Could your marriage pass the loaf of bread test?.

clairvoyant…

Nov
2011
09

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…i most definitely am not. even if SOMEONE thinks i should be. having been downstairs stripping beds and putting wet sheets into washing machines, i come back to be greeted by two children sitting on our bed. mum says “did you hear that?” and proceeds to recite to me the arm’s length of instructions for […]

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so i call the wife at 4.45pm to find out what time she might be expected home, reminding her that the rugby coverage started at 5.30pm. “i’m planning to be there for kick-off” she tells me. i call her against 5.35 to say the game is just about to start. “damn” she says. i watch […]

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…apparently our expensive “birds of australia” book is deeply flawed and rather stupid, and doesn’t include a bird we saw at bundjalung national park. or does it? after visiting a few bird-type websites, and an hour or so of perusing photos, i managed to figure the bird in question was a pied oystercatcher. and guess […]

a turning worm?

Sep
2011
21

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so last night the wife goes to put some ice into a glass, and finds only one cube in the tray. so i get a venomous spray and 5 minutes of muttering about the inequity of it all. all this from someone who hasn’t filled the ice trays more than twice in 15 years and […]