Recently I found myself unemployed….and for no good reason that I could really think of. Well maybe the fact that I just couldn't stand to work an average job anymore. Often after this I was constantly wondering what to do…then it hit me or wait my wife did… housework!? I was now officially a kept man.
Waking up before 11:00am is a hard thing to accomplish. If you know me you'd agree. Shortly after getting up I headed down to check the mail, and I thought work was hard! After coming back in that's when I found the list. By list I mean list of things to do. Go fig right? Turns out this was the vacation I thought it was going to be. First up I returned the library books and not mine of course. Lately I could hardly be bothered to read the tv times let alone the book I was given for xmas by wifey that was still on the night stand gathering dust. Next it was off to the bank and by no means to get money but simply for a deposit. I guess kept men are KEPT broke, lol. Later during the week it was to the grocery store for ingredients for the nights dinner, I guess I lucked out by at least only having to gather the ingredients and not have to cook. Well this time anyways. I'll spare you of the constant hours of time I spent doing housework. I swore to myself then and there once I got rich I was getting us a maid.
Lets just say by now I was getting the point. How's it go? No rest for the wicked? After a daunting few days of molly maid and errand boy I knew what i had to do. Get a job! As much as every person needs a vacation I more needed employment even more. No more kept man for this guy. I hit the classifieds and hard! Soon enough the interviews came rolling in. Interview after interview I just wasn't satisfied, I didn't want a job again I wanted my career back! I couldn't let my hard earned time and money of getting a degree go to waste. The lil nerd inside was calling me and just a few days later the best call came with an offer for a job in my field. Woo hoo! Gone are the days of checking people in and out and taking orders from 5 managers I was back to the world of information technology and not a day too soon.
So tomorrow morning I say goodbye to being a kept man and off to work I go. I fear any longer and I would be getting lists on how exactly to clean the house and how to fold the laundry. Just kidding wifey.
Oh man am I gonna need coffee to get me through a day at the office for the first time in over five years.
Wish me luck :)
Monday, September 27, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Marriage is like a box of choclates...
You never know what you're going to get. Seriously!
For better or worse for richer or poorer. Through the good, the bad and the ugly. Whoa, ugly! Did I even get that one right?? Lets just say I'm not a pretty sight in the morning. Trust me on that one. Wait, I've never been a pretty site now that I think about it.
Through the ups and downs, the highs and lows. When one stumbles the other is there to pick them up. Well let's hope, lol. FYI, I haven't fallen down yet. Well there was that one time and that other time but that was before marriage.
Whats yours is mine and whats mine is....yours?! Just like when I was a kid I'm right back to getting an allowance. How this one came about I'm still trying to figure out. If anyone can fill me in let me know, um sooner than later.
And on that note I'll put this one to bed for another week but I'll leave you with this thought in closing.
Motto for the bride and groom:
We are a work in progress with a lifetime contract.
For better or worse for richer or poorer. Through the good, the bad and the ugly. Whoa, ugly! Did I even get that one right?? Lets just say I'm not a pretty sight in the morning. Trust me on that one. Wait, I've never been a pretty site now that I think about it.
Through the ups and downs, the highs and lows. When one stumbles the other is there to pick them up. Well let's hope, lol. FYI, I haven't fallen down yet. Well there was that one time and that other time but that was before marriage.
Whats yours is mine and whats mine is....yours?! Just like when I was a kid I'm right back to getting an allowance. How this one came about I'm still trying to figure out. If anyone can fill me in let me know, um sooner than later.
And on that note I'll put this one to bed for another week but I'll leave you with this thought in closing.
Motto for the bride and groom:
We are a work in progress with a lifetime contract.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
He said, she said. A new age for better or worse
Times flies when your having fun. Soon its gonna be 3 months. I know, I know its not really that long but as time goes by I'm constantly reminded of our lil he said, she said game.
He said: lets get some beer
She said: I was thinking wine
This is one I'll never win.
He said: Let's eat out
She said: I was thinking dinner at home
As some of you know Kelly is an amazing cook. How could i ever turn that down. Wait I forgot the warm vegetable salad. Um, er Kelly once again, you don't make friends with salad!
He said: Late night outings with the crew
She said: Bed time!
Lately my friends seem to miss out all the time. Cuddling with my Kiwi is so fine. Hey! That rhymes! Cheesy I know
The moral of the story. Whoa! I can't believe there's a moral to the story but in the end I'm learning. They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks. Well in this case I'm more like the puppy learning not to pee in the house. Yes, I no longer pee in the house!
Wait till she finds out no matter what she'll still have to babysit me. :)
He said: lets get some beer
She said: I was thinking wine
This is one I'll never win.
He said: Let's eat out
She said: I was thinking dinner at home
As some of you know Kelly is an amazing cook. How could i ever turn that down. Wait I forgot the warm vegetable salad. Um, er Kelly once again, you don't make friends with salad!
He said: Late night outings with the crew
She said: Bed time!
Lately my friends seem to miss out all the time. Cuddling with my Kiwi is so fine. Hey! That rhymes! Cheesy I know
The moral of the story. Whoa! I can't believe there's a moral to the story but in the end I'm learning. They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks. Well in this case I'm more like the puppy learning not to pee in the house. Yes, I no longer pee in the house!
Wait till she finds out no matter what she'll still have to babysit me. :)
Friday, September 3, 2010
The art of staying out of the dog house
Not that I was in the doghouse but its always good to think of ways to stay out of the doghouse. Proactive as opposed to reactive With a mouth as big as mine it's very easy for my foot to end up right in my cakehole.
A few weeks ago I stumbled upon a way to gain a few brownie points. To be honest I ran into it. Crowded house tickets! I was pretty sure this would turn out to be my Kiwi's dream night out, well at least close to it.
So I went about baiting the trap laying on thick how great it would be to see Neil and the boys (like I know them or something) play right here in our neck of the woods. With a mental note of the concert date we both went on to agree we needed to be there. Hearing the song 'Weather with You' live was high on my bucket list of things to do sooner rather than later,FYI. The day tickets went on sale they sold out fast, like in 5 minutes! I was shocked and awed. Yeah right its Crowded house in a small intimate venue!. My lil Kiwi frowned at the thought we would not be seeing her fellow countrymen. I then sprung my plan into action.
Scalping tickets is big no matter where you are. I was no stranger to this and knew all the right places to look. After a few failed attempts I found a couple pairs of tickets to choose from. The first set turned out to be poor location, way up in the balcony at the back and quite overpriced for such a location. I quickly turned them down. The next pair turned out to be sold by the time I got through the run around with the first set. I was starting to feel up a creek without a paddle. Four days before the show I met a local newspaper editor who had some prime seats (10 rows from the stage right in the middle) and wasn't able make it. After a few emails back and forth on the price the tickets were mine. I then went home and told the Mrs that I couldn't get tickets and that we would not be able to go. Evil aren't I?!
A few days before the show and when my lil Kiwi seemed to be having a not so great day I pounced. I pulled out a lil envelope with a pic of the Finn's and crew and said maybe this would help. At first I think she thought it was only a picture of the group then she opened the envelope to find the much desired tickets.
The night of the show was amazing and they played all my lil Kiwi's fav songs. I sat patiently waiting for my song, scrap that "our" song. Each time Neil was handed an acoustic guitar I tensed up but got no love. Finally during the encore the second last song was 'Weather with you'. I'm pretty sure this made both of our nights.
With that said forget the secret of youth, I've found the secret to staying out of the doghouse. Its easy, keep your mate happy and she'll do the same for you. Kiwi or not I hope this simple tip keeps you far, far, far away from the proverbial doghouse.
Till next time.
A few weeks ago I stumbled upon a way to gain a few brownie points. To be honest I ran into it. Crowded house tickets! I was pretty sure this would turn out to be my Kiwi's dream night out, well at least close to it.
So I went about baiting the trap laying on thick how great it would be to see Neil and the boys (like I know them or something) play right here in our neck of the woods. With a mental note of the concert date we both went on to agree we needed to be there. Hearing the song 'Weather with You' live was high on my bucket list of things to do sooner rather than later,FYI. The day tickets went on sale they sold out fast, like in 5 minutes! I was shocked and awed. Yeah right its Crowded house in a small intimate venue!. My lil Kiwi frowned at the thought we would not be seeing her fellow countrymen. I then sprung my plan into action.
Scalping tickets is big no matter where you are. I was no stranger to this and knew all the right places to look. After a few failed attempts I found a couple pairs of tickets to choose from. The first set turned out to be poor location, way up in the balcony at the back and quite overpriced for such a location. I quickly turned them down. The next pair turned out to be sold by the time I got through the run around with the first set. I was starting to feel up a creek without a paddle. Four days before the show I met a local newspaper editor who had some prime seats (10 rows from the stage right in the middle) and wasn't able make it. After a few emails back and forth on the price the tickets were mine. I then went home and told the Mrs that I couldn't get tickets and that we would not be able to go. Evil aren't I?!
A few days before the show and when my lil Kiwi seemed to be having a not so great day I pounced. I pulled out a lil envelope with a pic of the Finn's and crew and said maybe this would help. At first I think she thought it was only a picture of the group then she opened the envelope to find the much desired tickets.
The night of the show was amazing and they played all my lil Kiwi's fav songs. I sat patiently waiting for my song, scrap that "our" song. Each time Neil was handed an acoustic guitar I tensed up but got no love. Finally during the encore the second last song was 'Weather with you'. I'm pretty sure this made both of our nights.
With that said forget the secret of youth, I've found the secret to staying out of the doghouse. Its easy, keep your mate happy and she'll do the same for you. Kiwi or not I hope this simple tip keeps you far, far, far away from the proverbial doghouse.
Till next time.
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