Facebook is Down… We are Through!!

Be forewarned, there is an unnecessarily long text/bbm exchange below that was pared down some, but difficult to alter too much without losing how fricken insane I am/was. Whatever… I have no problem admitting my mental defects :)

Last week, the ever popular social networking site, Facebook, went crashing to the ground. Many profiles were temporarily disabled; Clark’s being one of them. However, before this happened there was a series of other events…

I noticed that our cat, Kip, had become friends with Kralc on Facebook (yeah yeah, the pets are on it). Kralc? That’s a weird name. Clicking on Kralc’s profile, I noticed his primary photo was a hand, looking like Clark’s, holding a cup of coffee… our cups! What?! Who was this Kralc who has broken into my house, kidnapped my cat, and taken a photo of his hand?! Who WAS HE?! Oh… Kralc. That’s Clark backwards! Wait, what? Being a nosey Nellie, I poked around a bit and came across Kralc’s news feed, which told me he had just become a high rolling member of FrontierVille, or something stupid like that. Um…….. really?

I Would Give my Gallbladder for a New Droid 2

For almost a year, Hans has been looking forward to Monday, September 13th and I have heard about it at least once a day.  He has been planning for Monday September 13th, living for Monday September 13th, dreaming  of Monday September 13th. 

Monday, September 13th - D-Day: the day our Verizon contract could be renewed and he could get a Droid, aka Droid-Day.

Unfortunately for Hans, Monday, September 13th also ended up being G-Day, the day that I had to have my gallbladder removed.  We were up at 5 am, at the hospital by 6, in the gown by 6:30 and significantly drugged by 7. 

A Patient Man = A Lucky Wife

 

It's not too often that a fortune cookie is right. Now, had I got this one just a little bit sooner I probably would have heeded its' advice that time Clark told me I was a rabid beast. Anyway, I digress.

As you can see, I spend a lot of my time talking about how Clark drives me crazy, makes me want to move to a deserted island, pluck my eyelashes out and/or stick my ears in a blender. Maybe this is a bit extreme, but it's true... that's what I do. That's why this blog was created, to provide an outlet for wives to vent their feelings of frustration but also their feelings of happiness, appreciation and respect.

Oral Hygiene: Part II (But Who's Counting?)

Last week I was furiously cleaning the house (er, tiny apartment) in preparation of some friends coming to visit. Hooray, friends! I was through with the main living areas and, after poking my head into the bedroom, decided it could wait since, after all, it's not exactly where you entertain guests (unless we're that kind of couple who has those kinds of friends... which we're not). Just before our friends arrived, Clark decided to brush his teeth and floss, which as you know: I'm a really big fan of. I watched him walk into the bedroom with his floss pick, and then returned, fully dressed in "guest clothing" without a floss pick. Hmm... a mystery, indeed.

Marriage Vows say NOTHING about slush puppies

On July 4th Hans and I decided to take Gigi to a parade.  We had recently had a great time at the Memorial Day parade that ran the same route: a marching band, some uncoordinated majorettes, girls scouts and old dudes in cars, easy parking and in and out in 45 minutes!  I stupidly assumed the July 4th parade would be the same. BIG MISTAKE- HUGE.

The Elephant in the Room

The following is a guest post by the author/wife of My Husband is Crazy! If you missed her introduction, make sure you check it out! This is a good one!!!

After a long day at work, I just want to come home and relax a little. I never know what will be waiting for me on the other side of my front door. My crazy husband buys things all the time and hides them until he thinks its safe to show it to me. It is not like he buys little things. He has gotten into this fixation with life sized things. Tonight I came home, walked out on my back patio and saw this…