...so I'll put 'em under a cut. I get so upset at women who complain about their boyfriends/husbands/significant others and the fact that men can't read minds.
Why do I love Honeybunch? Because I understand some very important things about him:
-He will never put the seat down or put the toilet paper on the roll
-He lives and breathes sports, to the exclusion of nearly everything else, including me at times
-He can't read my mind, although to his credit, he does try sometimes
-If I want something specific done around the house, I have to ask and he will do it
( What Guys Wish Women Knew )Honeybunch deals with me because:
-I hate doing laundry. Correction: I hate folding and putting away laundry.
-I will never worry about housework when there is anything else to do *refreshes friends' page*
-I like Chinese food and will make the house smell terrible if I want it
-I will never be romantic, except when it comes to the big things in life, like when he buys me a candy bar at the Circle K
( All The Things She Wishes Men Knew )I did make a ton of fried rice and sesame honey chicken to take to Rainbow tonight (our theme for the meeting was Chinese New Year), and man, our house smells bad. :P But, yum, fried rice leftovers!
*zooms away*