at being outraged at my husband cutting

......or maybe you should think which of your habits are annoying/ irritating/ disgusting.........

Most of them probably - that's what worries me !

I just wish I could get down to my toenails in the first place (in public or not).

The only thing I did when newly wed was after OH said he wouldn't mind becoming a vegetarian. I don't think my newly acquired cookery skills were appreciated. I cooked myself a delicious fry up and although I says it as shouldn't, it was good. For him I fried a plate full of cabbage. He never suggested it again and my cooking generally has improved.

Don't worry pompa I am sure you have probably had a few of these things done to you and it hasn't hurt you. Except maybe having an egg thing done to you, I am sure you would know it if that did happen!!!

When my nephew was around 3 years old I gave him a teddy bear which he still has, whenever he does anything to annoy his wife he will arrive home from work to find teddy hung by the neck with one of his ties! She says it always works!

barrow, that's brilliant! . An acquaintance of mine got so fed up of her husband leaving his smelly socks around that one day she just threw all his socks out of the window. It was his mother who told me this and she thought it was hilarious and said: Why didn't I think of that?

Love that one, Barrow!

Please stop..my sides are splitting with laughing so hard. I think you're all wonderful. I'll never be able to eat a fried egg again

Oh, stop all of you; I'm laughing so hard it hurts! But do tell me, how on earth did you get the fried egg in there? A boiled egg I can visualise, but fried?!
Shirts, socks, etc. left on the floor? Simple, just put them in the garbage bin, and wait for the day when he can't find any clean ones!
Right on, sisters!

Well, to be quite honest,*sussexpoet*, I was such a rotten cook at the time, that although the edges were really quite burnt, the rest of the egg was very runny...so really, it was more a case of gathering it up and slapping it ..um..somewhere near to the actual 'target'.....I don't think much reached the 'target', but he got the idea though. I was a liberated woman - it was 1970!!!

When my daughter was very little I became very fed up with giving her nursery tea, doing bath time and bedtime, cooking grown-ups' supper and sitting around while it burned to a frazzle in the oven until ten, eleven or even later at night. No amount of reasonable complaint, suggestions about using the telephone or sheer nagging had any effect. Even, "Your dinner's in the bin" didn't work. However, "Your pants are in the freezer" was quite effective, especially as he didn't read the note until the next morning when getting ready for work.

Joining this website is the best thing I've done since my last divorce!! You never fail to make me laugh out loud and you cheer me up so much (having a very tough time at the moment). Great stuff girls xxx

nanachrissy - it's a long day without a laugh in it! Seriously though, I'm sorry to hear that things aren't going well for you just now. I hope that you're able to get a bit of comfort from being here, too.

My OH has just requested a fried egg with his supper....when I stopped laughing he wanted to know what was so funny - which started me laughing again. He finally got his fried egg, on a plate though !!!!!

I'll never look at a fried egg in the same way again!

Such a wonderful lot of truly funny things - you've all made my day since I discovered this thread. Thanks

thanks for making laugh,its nearly 5am cant sleep,i am wondering what mrs bunic has done to in past ??

We're good for a laugh if nothing else, aren't we, bunic?

Baggy,all you lovely ladies are worth more than you think.

C'mon Baggy, no self denigration around here.

A long time ago but good anycase - my very straight-laced girlfriend rang in a bit of a state. I've just thrown a saucepan at ......! Oh is that all, that's not so bad. It is, it had the mash potatoes in for dinner. She went straight to the top of my estimation.

That reminded me, a while back my long time friend and business partner threw a bag of potatoes at her husband, they missed him and went straight through the rather large picture window, he was not amused!

When my girls were very small, I used to make a pot of porridge for DH's early breakfast, cover it and put it to one side until both babies were up and dressed etc, then add a spot of water and warm it up for theirs and mine. One morning I had two hungry children waiting ready to eat and discovered I had left said porridge on the heat solidifying into flapjack glue. Threw pan into the sink in disgust, but it was still soft enough to spray in an arc all down the venetian blinds. Took ages to clean it all off, long enough to repent.

Once I didn't kill a haggis properly before I boiled it. It exploded out of the pan and splattered the ceiling! Nobody in range fortunately! I let it dry and then painted over it because the stippling effect was quite nice.

You have to be careful with wild haggises.

My aunt put one of those tinned jammy puddings on to boil and forgot about it. When she realised it would be boiling dry she went into the kitchen to check just as it exploded and the tin hit the door she was opening, slamming it in her face. If she'd been half a second earlier ......