When it comes to obtuseness...

It's a man thing, to our 25 year dS going to work...have you got keys, food,pants (yes he forgot suit pants, he is a cyclist) we drove a 16 mile round trip to help him out but get loads of laughs from it[laugh]

Are we bringing up our sons to be less dependent on their eminently sensible wives and partners? I'm reasonably hopeful of mine - well DS1 anyway - though they are still only in their 40s and there's still time to regress.

Speak for yourself Grumppa, I could forget my testicles if they weren't tied on.

Two theories occur to me.

1. Gransnetters' husbands held down immensely high-powered jobs and were cosseted by their secretaries/PAs to such an extent that they cannot cope by themselves.

2. Gransnetters' husbands have been totally emasculated by their fearsome wives and just cannot manage for themselves.

Except of course the two supermen, pompa and yours truly.

As GS1 would say "Why did you let me do that?" (They do start young!)

I wouldn't know even where to start. I just read and sympathise. I find myself chanting walletphonekeys and thinking, he's 50 not 5!

I was told I couldn't give oh tablets unless he agreed ! , I just doled them out and he swallowed them till I found the tablet box , brilliant , he puts them in , I check (and remove )and he thinks he is in charge

I've just ordered one of those days of the week and times of day tablet boxes because apparently it's my job to make sure DH takes his meds. They're all just piled up in an old ice cream container but I'm still supposed to know what he's taken and when......and what he's forgotten.

soon - oh, how I recognise that - missing bits out of sentences so you can't possibly know what he means!

janeainsworth - yes, those little bits of paper with 'important' info. I learned long ago to throw away NOTHING without checking first. DH finds this exceedingly annoying but at least I am kept out of the firing line!

Mine too Nina......then wonders why it doesn't ring

Mine often leaves out a vital piece of information in a sentence. And I am left to guess what it is.
Sentences such as, "I am going to town"
me : when?
Him : Maybe this afternoon.

DH is pretty good at remembering his phone etc. What he's no bloody good at is remembering to turn it on!

I don't think my DH has ever left the house without the second item on your list Stansgran - but then again, it isn't something I would check as he's about to walk through the front door ...

The leaving the house mantra for gentlemen
Spectacles ,testicles, wallet and watch.
Someone could add phone, keys and handkerchief to those but the chant isn't the same

I am expected to know the whereabouts of all the little pieces of paper MrA has written important stuff on and then distributed in no logical fashion around the house.
And, oddly, the names of the wives/partners of his mates. He usually waits till halfway through dialling the mate's telephone number before seeking this information.

DH has just returned from the tip......one point earned for taking the rubbish away.

When I asked him why he didn't take the broken parasol that I had left beside the wheelie he said he didn't know it was for tossing. I told him a couple of days ago I was binning it!.......minus two points.

He has left home on ocassion

Without his glasses
Without his phone
Gone shopping without his wallet.....no doubt my fault [despair emoticon]

It strikes me that on a daily basis husbands come near to death. I remember my mother saying she this overwhelming desire to launch a killing blow on top of my step-father head as he walked downstairs. Mind you, he did have another woman.

DH always always grills bacon for breakfast and I have to listen to his choice language while he always has to flaff the smoke alarm and usually ends up disconnecting it for a few minutes.

My suggestion - use the George Foreman like I do. No smoke, no flames, co alarm.
His reply..... he likes to use the grill. !!!
Methinks he doesn't want to admit my way is best.

MM, Mrs. P is well aware of my posts, doesn't suprise her, I'm just as provocative at home.

Smart move, jo1

It's my fault that I booked a holiday, starting on Sunday, therefore depriving him of going to Wembley to see Aston Villa.

pompa I dare you to show MrsP your posts on here

I even got the blame when DH vacuumed up half a ball of wool + the almost finished sleeve of a jumper for DGS, completely b....ring up the vacuum cleaner, when I was out at work!
He swore he didn't do it......[ hmm] and it took him 2 hours to sort it out (what a pity!)

All the above applies to our house. Why do men never put a subject in their sentences. DH says things like 'Where the b****y hell is it?' and then gets cross because I don't know what he is talking about.

ginny - I totally recognise what you are saying and I'm pleased to hear I am not the only one to have noticed it. You are so right, men do not like anything being their fault, it always has to be the fault of someone else - usuallt wifey.

Merlotgran. 10/10 for you, perfect wifing, assuming of course that the maggots are separate from the sarnies.