why are men so awkward?

Last Christmas I had two Christmas dinners (separated by a few days), one cooked by DS, one by DSiL. Can't say about DSiL, but I was determined that any potential DiL was not going to accuse me of having brought up a man who couldn't cook or do his own washing.

I might have said this before, but it's my impression that my DSs and their peer group are far more domesticated than their dads' generation. Is that down to us, their mothers or to the feisty young women they've wound up with?

It's taken me 47 years to work out the complexities of making porridge now I seem to have got the job every morning, why oh why did I poke my nose into the kitchen, what next Sunday lunch?.

BUT, DW says she cannot make coffee, that is my job (very fussy re my coffee)

Wasn't there something about 2 birds in the hand = a bushel

Understand completely Cretin - my DH is the same. Then he has the gall to tell everyone that "She" doesn't like me to look after her when she's ill!

Hope you are feeling better and less sore. Dental ops are NOT nice.

Ooops mis-read your post .

I am sad & [blushing] now .

Anyway, hope you are better now !

He ate it all ! Said it was lovely ! None left for me !

Sounds to me as though he ate it, Nonu!

Cretin, mine's a bit like that too...

Cretin still I suppose the icecream was something at least .

My husband wanted to 'look after " me when recently I had a minor dental operation .... He sat faithfully by my side ... Not doing anything for two whole days when I dragged myself off the bed to do some house work .... Seems like looking after means ... How are you ? .... And eating my lovely ice cream bought especially to reduce the swelling .... Grrrrrrr ....

Only on gransnet could a boiled egg turn into a bushel on Page1.
I'm scared to turn to P2 in case the bushel has turned into a dagger!
If only he had said, 'you have it darling' this thread would not exist.

Mars V Venus

So good to read about these lovely, loved, imperfect men! Mine fits that bill, without a doubt.

The thing that really makes me homicidal is when DH asks me for a drink or something to eat and then tells me it tastes so much nicer if someone else makes it for you!!! In 43 years of marriage I think he has probably made me about 6 cups of tea, but as he makes rather mediocre tea I've never made much fuss about it.

It's genetic!
Females are XX
Males are XY!
It's therefore obvious that they are genetically challenged!

My husband decided he wasn't going to eat pork any more as, he claimed, pigs are intelligent creatures. When, on another day, I made myself a bacon sandwich and cheese on toast for him, he complained that he would have liked bacon. But pigs are intelligent, I reminded him - apparently, the statement wasn't meant to include bacon or sausage

untoasted and unbuttered. tut tut.

Last week my OH asked me if I wanted a hot cross bun and then served it up un-toasted and buttered!!! What part of the name did he not understand?

I long ago came to the conclusion that there is a lot to be said for the single life. My ex never, during our marriage, brought me tea or breakfast in bed. By contrast, my Dad brought Mum tea and cereal in bed every morning and the dog was allowed to lick the cereal bowl.

I have a cup of tea every morning in bed. I usually make a quick escape to downstairs though 'just in case'. Feel 'safer' there, I swear they get worse the older they get. Shouldn't complain though.

A lady I used to work for had lived happily with her partner for several years, then they got married! After their first day back at work he came home and demanded to know where his dinner was, as he expected his WIFE to have it waiting on the table for him. She duly served up his dinner and threw it at the wall. He didn't try that one again.

Because it is in their DNA

Mishap about your earlier post on here.......... do you ever have an, er, mishap as a result?!

My OH brings me breakfast in bed every day (only cereal!). It started when was in plaster and I have done nothing to break the habit!

Another planet indeed petra! - I am sure you were very patient!

They just are.
Last week we had DGS ( age 7 full on) While he was here I had telephone call from DD to sat DGD was in A&E with broken toe.
While all this was going on I heard OHs phone go with a text. He said that his friend had got the car he was bidding on on EBay. Did I give a stuff!!
I didn't say anything, my brain on more important things.
When all had calmed down, DD back from hospital, DGS taken home I could tell there was an atmosphere. When I asked what was wrong, I was asked why I ignored him when he told me about his friends car.
They truly are from another planet sometimes.

Week days,, himself goes over to get the paper, brings it up to me with my toast .

Weekends , he cooks bacon , egg , tomato for me , Kippers for himself.

He is a very good chap !

I love him !!