He just doesn't get it!!!!

I am about to break a 'house rule'....




I am going to write something about my husband.  


He has forbidden me to ever write anything about him....EVER!  


Two years ago I wrote a clever Facebook status that only someone who knew him would ever have known that it was referring to my husband.  He would never have known that I said something concerning him as he hates, detests, loathes, really doesn't like the computer or anything to do with it.  He doesn't even know how to turn it on....BUT certain someone's just had to mention to him about this status.  To put it mildly, He was not happy, that's when he, in no uncertain terms, told me to never do that again. 


I have complied, up until now!


So, before you continue reading you must promise not to mention to him a word about this....Raise your right hand and repeat after me....You think I'm kidding!!!!  Well, I'm not, get your right hand up 


I, (insert name) do solemnly swear, cross my heart, pinky swear, by a blood oath, on the life of my firstborn, that I will not allow a word of what I am about to read to leave my lips in the presence of anyone who lives with the writer of this blog ever in my life!


OK.....*whispering*.....


he laughed at me and told me I was ridiculous!  


No, I'm not kidding!  


The things I put up with! 


 I can just hear you asking what would cause him to say such things.....well, here's my story:


My soon-to-be 24 year old daughter had her wisdom teeth removed today.  She was supposed to be going in for a consultation as she's been having a lot of pain to see what was going on and what needed to be done.  But she actually had all 4 wisdom teeth removed!  No time for me her to prepare herself for it, nothing!  Just, BAM, let's take these suckers OUT!  
Her appointment was for 5 and I didn't get a call until 6:30.....she had her friend talk to me about her meds and such.....I can only assume because she was just in so much pain that she couldn't even speak.  
Of course, I offered to drive the 200 miles at 6:30 at night to be there to take care of her.

 DUH!  

That's a no-brainer and the cause of my husband's scorn. 


 HELLO, I am her MOTHER!!! 


I gave birth to this girl.  I was there for her for every little scrap---remember when she cut her leg at church?, or when the nurse scrapped her with a needle when giving her a shot? or how about the time------


sorry, I digress.  


Men just don't get it....and I suppose they never will...


Somehow I think that there really aren't too many people still reading this sad little tale....except maybe my mom....'cuz that's what moms do....run to their children's aid and read senseless ramblings on their blog, daily.  


Thanks, mom!  I love you :)