Merry Christmas

To all grumpy wives and husbands of grumpy wives, Merry Christmas.  I should’ve written this BEFORE Christmas day, but now take this good advice for your wife’s birthday or wedding anniversary.  THINK about what your wife might like for a present.  She may casually drop hints while going shopping (that is – if you dare to go shopping with her, to be her handbag), such as saying “oooh, that’s a cute handbag”, or “I’ve been wanting one of these for ages!”  Take in audio and visual cues from your wife and you’ll make her the happiest lady around.

We should not have to point it out to you – we should not have to say “Can you please go and buy me a brand new watch”?  If you listen to you wife and notice she is saying more often than not “geez, my watch is getting a bit old” or, “my watch is broken!”, these are clues as to what you should buy her.  Perhaps take her shopping with you when you’re buying a watch though.  It may turn out that you might get her something that isn’t her cup of tea.  But if your wife likes to be completely surprised, surprise the hell out of her by buying her a thoughtful gift.  Our wedding anniversary and my birthday fall within two consecutive months – let’s see what he may buy for me…

I believe that flowers are a complete waste of money.  Bunches of flowers range from $20 upwards.  The last time my husband got me a bunch of flowers, I found out that they cost him $80. I could’ve purchased a new dress or a pair of shoes with this sort of money.  Make the present worthwhile, and for once, do not make it sexual either.  I think it’s slightly demoralising to receive anything to do with sex from your husband, unless you’re into that stuff.

Ever feel like rebelling sometimes?

So I recently got a haircut.  Short.  My husband tells me he likes long hair, with the fringe grown out.  To tell you the truth, I actually don’t like having hair in my eyes and I hate having greasy, fine long hair.  I like my hair short, with a fringe (or bangs, as Americans may call it).  Call it rebellion, but I enjoy having a bob-length haircut with a sharp, short fringe.  Am I doing this subconsciously in spite of my husband?  Perhaps so.

My positive reinforcement about my haircut actually comes in the shape of other males, who first notice the haircut and then comment on how good it looks.  My initial feeling of elation disappears quickly – does my husband not like my haircut – does he think I’m ugly with the new haircut, and why do all these other men out there like my new look, but not my husband?  Is he trying to turn me into the ‘ideal’ wife?  What would happen if I was a bit taller?  What would happen if my thighs were a bit smaller?  Does the amount of cellulite on my legs annoy him?  The thought process goes on and on and on.  What’s wrong with me that my husband doesn’t compliment me in the same way that my other male friends do?

Lesson number 1 for the day.  I know that you’ve been with your wife for x amount of years.  You know her inside and out, and you see her every day.  But seriously, if she looks good one day, or even if you can tell she’s not feeling 100% about herself, tell her she looks great.  You must’ve married her for some sort of physical attraction at some stage?  The ‘high’ that I get from hearing these compliments actually lasts for a few hours – I notice for that brief period in our married life, I once have a happy outlook on life – sunshine and butterflies – and I FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF, which in turn makes me strive for more compliments from my husband.  Maybe I will go to a little bit more effort when I choose my clothes out for tomorrow – perhaps I will wear a nice pair of jeans instead my stained, dirty tracksuit pants tomorrow!

Which reminds me, women often compare themselves to other females.  A husband clearly checking out another female that isn’t his wife in front of his wife is not on.  It makes us feel CRAP.  Keep those wandering eyes to YOURSELF.  I don’t even believe in the phrase “look but don’t touch”.  If you want to kill any inch of self-esteem that your wife may have about herself, oogle at other girls.  She will become grumpy.  She will stop caring about the way she looks, as you have PLENTY of other females to look at.  Easy.

Can’t wait for the weekend

Wow, what a week.  It started off with the husband accusing me of spending too much time with my mum.  What the hell?  I had a day off work on Monday, so it was a 3-day weekend.   I didn’t come home at 7:30pm on Monday, like he asked me to.  Funny thing is that he would’ve expected me home earlier, but he had hockey training and didn’t finish until 7:30, which is why I didn’t have to be home at 5pm when he finished work.

I actually didn’t get home until 9pm.  I go SO mad because he was so mad that I didn’t get home when HE asked me to.  But I had to be home when HE finished his hockey training.  So he’s allowed to participate in his leisure activities whenever he wants, and I have to be home when he asks me?  Who sets the rules?  And who comes between me and my family?  NO ONE.

So the evening ended with us yelling disgusting profanities at each other for a good hour, and then retiring to sleeping in separate beds for the night.

Note to husbands – do not try and control your wife’s life, or come between her and her mum.  She will retaliate, in more ways than one.  I will not forget about this incident, and it will probably continue to make me grumpy, but at this point in time, I do not care.

What valentine?

So this is what makes me grumpy. Valentine’s Day.  With Valentine’s Day looming tomorrow, I couldn’t think of a more commercially enhanced publicity stunt than Valentine’s Day.  Without ranting and raving about it too much, is that if someone loves you, why wait until Valentine’s Day to show your love?  Show your god damn love EVERY day.  Shower your loved one with gifts, flowers, chocolates EVERY day.  I refuse to take part in the whole shebang.  IT’s ridiculous.  I’ve warned my husband not to buy me anything for Valentine’s Day, because just like I don’t believe in God, I don’t believe in St. Valentine’s Day.

There you have it.  Happy Valentine’s Day to all those out there who believe in it.

What a way to wake up!!

Yesterday, it was Australia Day.  Which means a public holiday across all of Australia.

I slept in.  Husband walks in after having been awake for a few hours – “good morning Beautiful, would you like a cup of tea?”…

This.  Is.  Luxury.

How could you NOT be angry at your husband when he wakes you up like this?  And he didn’t want anything in return?  Ahh… bliss!

Happy Australia Day!

Australian Flag

GrumpIER wife!

It must be the heat.  Surely it is the heat.  I don’t know what’s got into me.  Obscenities spewing from my mouth at my husband every day.  I have no patience for him.  And all he does is come and hug me and tell me “don’t be so grumpy!” in a nice, happy, tone.

So… if you wife is being grumpy at you, probably the best thing to do at this point in time, (if she allows it), is to go and hug her and start playing silly buggers with her.  Honestly, it’s so hard to stay mad at your husband when you’re trying not to smile.

I’ve got Google Analytics tracking this website – interestingly enough, these are the main words that people use in a Google search to find this website:

• Grumpy Wives
• crap wive blogs (WTF – is mine really THAT bad?)
• how to stop being a grumpy wife – well this one is interesting, because it’s from the wives’ perspective… INTERESTING.
• how to tell if my wife is grumpy
• And the #1 winner is…..wife is grumpy.

Hence the reason for this blog.

KT Tunstall is married – I wonder if she is a grumpy wife?

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Killer Coke

I watched an interesting documentary called the “Coke Case” on SBS on Saturday night.  VERY interesting.  Not that I have ever drunk Coke, but I will never, ever, touch any Coca Cola products again.

“Sweetened soft drinks are the single largest contributor of calories to the American diet and consumers will benefit from health warnings on soda bottles and cans, according to an advocacy group that is petitioning the U.S. Food and Drug Administration to require new labeling messages.” Source

Wedding Anniversary Gone

My husband utterly surprised me this year.  This is our 4th year of being married, 8 years of being together.  For the first time in our 4 year marriage (let alone our 8 year relationship), without me asking or hinting or even suggesting, he went and chose me out a gift all by himself!  I was shocked to the core.  I had given up buying him gifts as I was getting nothing in return year after year, so I had got him nothing.  I hope to take a photo of the gift he got me - fourth year wedding anniversaries mean flowers and linen/silk.  (And he researched this himself!)  It’s a small crystal flower – so cute and gorgeous!

So the moral of the story is wives – expect the unexpected.  Husbands – do something out of the ordinary every so often. (It took my husband eight years to realise this).  I think, subconsciously, I haven’t been as grumpy with him of late – we haven’t been having as many arguments. I’ve noticed he’s chipping in a bit more around the house – hanging out the washing and bringing it in.  It’s really true when they say “a happy wife is a happy life“.

Thinking of all the people in QLD, who have been affected by the flooding.

Wedding Anniversary Tomorrow

Wedding anniversary is tomorrow – I wonder if I’ll get a present, if at all anything?????

Happy New Year!

Whenever my husband is annoying me, I’m always thinking that I should do a new blog post on it.  But by the time I get to the computer, it’s all but forgotten.

My new year’s resolution is to do everything NOW, not later!  Otherwise I will forget.

What is it with men and wanting to be nude, or showing the genitalia to everyone?  Can you imagine the women strutting around just flopping their boobs out at any stage?

Is it just me, or does the Rainbow Brite character, Lurky Dismal remind you of something?  Such as a man’s genitalia region??  (Just cut off the feet from the picture and you will see).  GROSS.

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