Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I'm a lucky girl

I was just reading a thread on Dooce's community forum where the question was asked:

Do you ever think that your SO (significan other) does certain chores "all wrong" so he/she doesn't get asked to do them? Do you ever do this?

Hoo boy, some of the responses on that particular subject are funny! For the most part, each person has detailed a scenario in their respective households where either their SO is God's Gift to Women because he's so perfect and does everything right, or he's lazy and does it all. wrong. On purpose.

That got me to thinking. I have a husband who doesn't do things badly to get out of doing them, but sometimes he does things in a way that I don't like. Not wrong, or bad, just... different. In particular, folding clean laundry. But that's my issue, not his, right? Being the good wifey poo that I am, I have told him that from now on I will fold the laundry if he washes it. Pretty sweet deal on his part, yeah? I thought so. He gets the easy part of it all while I get to come home to cold, wrinkled laundry heaped up on our bed and attempt to wrangle it all into an illusionary state of organizationalness. In my desire to not "complain" about what he doesn't do my way, I've come up with a solution that still leaves me holding the short end of the stick with unmatched white socks lying all over the place, and who can fold laundry whilst holding onto a SHORT STICK? I digress...

The point of this entry was not to complain about the wrinkled laundry, though. It was actually to give The Hubster a good, old fashioned pat on the back. Because what he lacks in the laundry folding department? He TOTALLY makes up for in the bathroom cleaning and dog-poop-pick-up departments.

Did you hear me, interwebs?! My husband cleans the entire bathroom AND picks up the droppings from our pups. How did this come to be? Well, cozy right on up with your notepad and pencil (in case you need to take notes the old fashioned way) and I'll tell you!

Back when The Hubster and I first started living together, before he was The Hubster, I set some ground rules. Okay, ground RULE.

I told The Hubster that he had two options. He could either sit down and pee, or he could clean the bathroom EVERY. TIME. it needed cleaning. Now, I'm not trying to emasculate him and make him sit. I'm perfectly happy for him if he feels more like a man by standing. The logic here is that I sit down to pee and I don't miss, therefore I don't make a mess. But boys? No way. Even if they are aiming, stuff still splashes and it's not my stuff splashing out, so it's only fair that he clean up his own mess. Surprisingly, Hubster didn't argue my point and has been cleaning the bathroom weekly for over 2 years now! I have occasionally done it myself, but it's rare and I avoid it at all costs. There is nothing sexier than a clean bathroom!

Well, nothing sexier than The Hubster in his boxers, scrubbing the toilet with his yellow rubber gloves on. (If he ever finds out that I wrote that, he'd kill me!)

Also, it should be noted, he has only once left the toilet seat up in all our time together. I almost fell in, reamed him for it and, after he got a good laugh out of it, hasn't done it since. I love this man.

BUT! Onto the dog poo. Oh Sweet Lord, the dog poo. We have 2 pooches, for those of you who don't know. Chubbs is a big guy, about 80 lbs, and Chloe is a wittle baby, all of 7.5 lbs. Needless to say, it's pretty easy to spot where the big guy likes to, ahem, do his business. Chloe, not so much. It makes the job even harder for him because he has to hunt for it! So once a week or so The Hubster heads outside with his pockets stuffed full of plastic grocery bags, ready to tackle the turds head on. After about a half an hour, I get a call from outside to come and look, and I know what's there waiting for me.

A grinning hubster with a bag full of poo, holding it up proudly. And every time, he exclaims:

"That's a lot of shit!"

Yes, honey. Yes it is.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

A Call For Action




Some of you may or may not know that my sister in law, Damina (pictured), is battling cancer. On May 20th she was diagnosed with a large brain tumor that covered 70% of the left side of her brain, and the tumor had to be removed immediately. She underwent surgery on May 27th at Cedars-Sinai Hospital in LA. The surgery went well. It turned out that the second best neurosurgeon in the country was working on her! The doctors were able to remove the majority of the tumor but some had to be left behind due to how deeply it was imbedded into her brain. They are incredibly optimistic regarding her recovery, and boy, were they right.

Damina is one of the most driven, determined, goal oriented people I have ever met. She makes lists and checks off each item, no matter how difficult the task may be. This surgery was no exception to the rule. The doctors said to prepare for a surgery that would be 8 to 10 hours long, but the ever determined Damina was out of surgery and in recovery roughly 6 hours after they began. Oh, happy day! She was also released from the hospital and recovering on her own within 5 days! People of all faiths, from all over the world, were sending out powerful prayer and positive thought, and look at the affect it had! But it doesn’t stop there. The pathology report came back and the tumor ended up being cancer, stages 2 and 3. They have a planned course of radiation, chemo, and tumor therapy lined up for her, and the doctors are again optimistic with regard to the outcome. Not only is she determined to beat cancer, she has age on her side as well. Being a young 26 year old woman who takes excellent care of herself, the prognosis for recovery is good.

This is where you come in. I’m about to participate in my very first Relay For Life event. It is an excellent opportunity to pay tribute to the people in our lives that have had to battle cancer. Relay For Life raises a lot of money so the American Cancer Society can help people who have been affected by cancer in one way or another. It also raises money to fund research to cure this mysterious disease.

Our monetary goal for this event is $1000, and we really need your help to meet this challenge. But our challenge is nothing in comparison to the challenge that so many children and adults have to face 24 hours a day once diagnosed with cancer. I feel blessed to be part of such an important cause. This year, Team Longview Fibre #8 is dedicated not only to my sister, Damina, but also in honor of, or in memory of all cancer survivors and victims. Please help support my efforts for Team Longview Fibre #8 this year with a tax-deductible contribution to the American Cancer Society. You may send your check directly to me, or go online to the team captain’s webpage:



Please check out the Relay For Life walk on Saturday, August 8th thru 9th 2009 starting at 10am at the Cowlitz County Fairgrounds. Let us know if you are a cancer survivor and would like to be honored in the opening ceremony survivor lap at 9am and we’ll make that happen. I also urge you not to miss the luminaria ceremony on Saturday the 8th at 9 p.m., which is the candle lighting ceremony of hope and surely the most emotional and heartwarming part of the event which includes inspirational songs, poems and prayer. If you would like to dedicate a luminaria to be placed around the track in honor of or in memory of a family member or friend, please fill out the enclosed form and send it to me along with your donation. Luminaria may also be purchased at the Relay. Damina has amazing courage and strength in her battle with cancer and it gives me hope and inspiration to help reduce the suffering and loss caused by this horrific disease. Together, we can make a difference! Remember…There’s no finish line until we find a cure.