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That is nice that you do things for her and that you enjoy it. Good for you!

When I make eggs my wife dislikes it when I put the broken shells back in the carton. A little while back I gave a protracted dissertation on why I considered replacement of the shells the sensible thing to do. I explained how removing the egg made a perfect little spot to store nested shell halves until the carton is empty. I explained how throwing the shells in the sink creates more steps. Like picking them out of the sink, opening the cupboard to throw them away and having to wash my hands yet again. I also explained how touching the cupboard door with egg on my hands created more work cleaning up after the fact.

She waited patiently for me finish my admittedly long speech. She then agreed that my logic was sound and that my request for an agreement to put the shells back in the carton was reasonable.

I still throw the shells in the sink, clean the cupboard door if I get eggs on it and wash my hands an additional time.

My wife enjoys her shell-free egg carton and I enjoy my intellectual win.
 
My wife enjoys her shell-free egg carton and I enjoy my intellectual win.

Not quite a meeting of the minds or a compromise but a workable agreement on how to proceed. Being reasonable in order to live peaceably with one another. I'm happy for you.
 
Oh, well. Found out he has a four year old daughter.
He is my age.
We are not in the same place in our lives.
I'm looking forward to cruising.
He needs to be thinking about paying for kiddo's college.
Not bitterness, just practicality.
 
Back on. His daughter was four when he and his ex adopted her 13 years ago.

He drives a convertible and he loves going to the movie, musicals, and live events. He is an avid reader and really tall.

I like really tall.
 
When I make eggs my wife dislikes it when I put the broken shells back in the carton. A little while back I gave a protracted dissertation on why I considered replacement of the shells the sensible thing to do. I explained how removing the egg made a perfect little spot to store nested shell halves until the carton is empty. I explained how throwing the shells in the sink creates more steps. Like picking them out of the sink, opening the cupboard to throw them away and having to wash my hands yet again. I also explained how touching the cupboard door with egg on my hands created more work cleaning up after the fact.

She waited patiently for me finish my admittedly long speech. She then agreed that my logic was sound and that my request for an agreement to put the shells back in the carton was reasonable.

I still throw the shells in the sink, clean the cupboard door if I get eggs on it and wash my hands an additional time.

My wife enjoys her shell-free egg carton and I enjoy my intellectual win.

She who has the pussy makes the rules.
 
Data can build a deck, fix the refrigerator, prepare a fabulous meal, be mentally amazing, be programmed to never be irritating, it is impossible for him to harm, and while he has flown across the universe, is anatomically correct and fully functional, he also has an off button. I love Data.
 
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