nag. verb 1) To annoy by continual scolding, faultfinding, complaining, urging, etc. 2) To keep troubling or worrying constantly.
You know, there’s nothing a husband hates to come home to more than a nagging wife. I really think that’s true. If a man works hard all day, puts all his pay into household and, especially if the wife stays home, supports the family, why should he have to listen to an evening of we never do anything or why can’t we be like them or there’s hardly money for anything or I’m sick of cooking every night…?
I must admit, I’ve been guilty of all the above and it got me nowhere. Unless you’re planning to end your union, what good does it do to nag?
Also, men are so visual, I’ve never gotten poor results from putting on something at least presentable and “fun” — just for hubby.
Want to talk to your husband, or have him talk to you? I tell my husband to have a seat and let me see his feet and then I give him a foot massage. He sometimes reciprocates, but I don’t mind massaging his feet because I am actually studying (on my own) to learn reflexology. It benefits all of my family, and maybe someday even my friends. Some day perhaps I can learn in a more professional setting.
As my teacher, I use Reflexology: The Timeless Art of Self Healing
Anyway, husbands appreciate things like that and they may even chat a bit while sitting there.
I’m not ready to share any recipes yet, but last night I made myself an herbal broth to put over rice. It was good, but not good enough. Once I get it just right, I’ll share the recipe. This had dandelion greens, dulse (a sea vegetable), garlic chives…
and some spring onions…
and some other things, and the rice I made had some rosemary in it. I love my biggest, oldest rosemary plant, by the way.
I’ve been working on a bit of menu planning. I think I should start putting my best meals on index cards with the ingredients required on the backs and then use them to grocery shop. So much I want to do!!
I’m gearing up to share some doll house adventures, too. I haven’t forgotten, really.
As Pooh says, Happy Winds-day.
Lynn
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I have learned to give my DH about an hour to settle in after he gets in the door before I spring something on him…LOL. He has a long train ride from Seattle and then drives from the station..he also works from home after he GETS home from his day job. If the house is clean when he gets home I can pretty much talk to him about anything…LOL
Hugs,
Robin
dh flew off to NY this morning – he still does consulting despite being retired over two years – he likes staying in the loop and the money sure helps!
When I pick him up at RDU tomorrow night I’ll take him out for Mexican and we’ll chat about his meeting – then, when we get home perhaps I’ll try the foot massage, thanks for the idea – anyone returning from the big city needs foot TLC!!
Robin, yes, that’s what I try to do too. I do, of course, have things I have to ask about and tell hubby, but it so doesn’t work when I greet him at the door with a ton of stuff he “needs to do.”
Mary, if your husband is like mine, he will love his foot massage!
Lynn