It’s Friday! Time for another Husband Fail!
This is your opportunity to share silly stories of how your husband pretty much failed you this past week!
Or, if you want to be honest (Mr. Husband) then go ahead and admit what you did and how it was so lame of you to do whatever you did before your wife shows up and does it for you!
Please try not to take yourself (or this post) too seriously…
Me first:
I’m a grumpy person in the morning, especially before my coffee and stuff. If we’re under any sort of time-crunch I get even more grumpy. This past week we we’re running late for an appointment and I said something mean that I shouldn’t have. My mouth pwns me every time…
/FAIL
Failed last night, was checking in on my daughter asleep and moved a toy from her arm and woke her up. My wife was not happy since she had to feed her to get her to go back to sleep.
… … but… but… you were being a good dad…!
The other day I woke up early and did two loads of laundry, and the dishes before my wife woke up!
O wait… That makes me a rad husband….
@alliswell
John, I had a rather HUGE fail this morning around 4:53am.
The battle lines were completely drawn.
See http://tinyurl.com/m56zl5 to discover what it was.
(Sorry for the link – but I just can't bear to write about it again)
Milan,
Holy crud… barefoot?
Yesterday the wife measured up one of the walls to hang a couple of pictures. Before she left that afternoon, she politely asked me to set some nails at the appropriately marked points. I offered my opinion(s) on how the pictures should be re-arranged to make better use of the space on the wall instead.
/fail
(Coincidentally, it looks just fine the way she wanted it done to begin with.)
About two years ago, I apparently (while asleep) rubbed my wife's butt and said, "good boy, Chester"….which is, of course, the name of her parents' dog. I swear to this day that I didn't do it.
wow. that's whack…!
Yeah, I like to think that maybe she dreamt it all.
My husband took me on a date last night and talked to me like I'm the only person that mattered in the world. If he did anything wrong this week… I've forgotten about it.
(Truth be told… I'm usually the one doing all the failing.)
1.2.3… Everyone say 'ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'
Ok, it's Saturday, but here we go.
My wife likes to know that I get to where I'm going safely, so I call or text her when I arrive. This week I've forgotten to let her know a few times (in a row, I might add). She sits and worries about me until I call. It takes 15 seconds to do, and I can never remember.