So my hubby goes through these phases where he will shave and it's clean cut and I adore fawning all over the smooth feeling when I kiss him. However, he has a tendancy to grow his facial hair out, due to pure laziness on his part and I can't STAND it. He knows I hate it, but still seems to do it on a regular basis. Finally we decided to get a beard trimmer for him, so at least it could look well maintained and hopefully not be so scrappy looking and feeling that I could tolerate.
Walmart. I HATE Walmart with a passion. At least the one by us. Just, too many people that bring their snotty, loud, rude kids with them and really, Walmart to me doesn't seem very clean. There have been two incidents where, while walking with my hubby searching for the things on our list, I've practically slipped and broken a hip! 'Course I do catch myself before I am on the floor! Seems there are puddles everywhere throughout that store.. not sure what that strange liquid is, nor do I wish to know! I told Matt that one of these days I'm just gonna really let myself fall, then I can sue the store! He freaked out and said to wait until the baby is born. Of course, I wouldn't want harm to happen to the baby, even though he seems to enjoy causing me so much grief as of late... but I agreed with Matt on that.. but one of these days!!! Just be careful, while shopping at Walmart.
Anyway, so we got a beard trimmer, seemed to be a nicer one, a bit pricey, but worth it, I'm sure. Matt has had it for over a month now, and it's a piece of crap! He plugs it in the bathroom to charge over night, then tries to use it the next day and it dies right away. We went about two weeks, trying to figure out WHY it wasn't charging and how come we paid good money for this piece of junk.
Matt came to me last night, shaking his head and holding the trimmer in his hands. We live in his mom's house, that is an older home. What we did NOT realize was that every time something is plugged in, and we turn the lights out, it stops energizing that particular item that is plugged in. I don't know WHY I didn't realize that, I don't know how many times I've accidently turned the bathroom light out and come back, hoping my curling iron would be warm and it's ice cold! Plain and simple, the light turns the outlet on and off. Needless to say, he got the trimmer charged, and groomed his beard so it's now just a goatee. I still hate it. I mean, I refrain chopping all my hair off in the middle of this Arizona heat for my dearest love... what to do to convince him?? Bah, I'm sure if I nag him enough, he'll come around! That's my rant of the day!
Monday, August 18, 2008
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