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Buenas Dias Coffee Hosers. Here comes the first sip ... ahhhhh, delish. So far a tough morning, the coffee brewer slightly overflowed creating a slight mess, there is an algae bloom in the pond that so far I haven't been able to bring into control, it is warming up here - going from the 70's (yesterday) to the 80's (today), my desktop crashed ... but the coffee is good.
 
Happy Friday, hosers!
 
@gryphonslair99 Aren't you retired???? Fridays, Saturdays, and even Mondays have no special meaning for me anymore, as being retired, makes every day a weekend. Can get a little boring sometimes LOL
Yes, yes I am. However Friday's are date nite and it's the wife's turn to buy. It's all the same money, but she has to decide on where we eat as well. Plus I get rid of her next week. She's heading to Orlando for the national Boy Scout conference. I was originally going to go, but we have family coming into town next weekend and are hosting a family reunion for around 35 to 40 people. Next week is going to be busy since I am chief cook, head bottle washer and maid.
 
it's the wife's turn to buy. It's all the same money, but she has to decide on where we eat as well.

Oh no, I'd starve to death waiting on my wife to decide where to eat! These conversations go something like this- Me - where do you want to eat? Her- I don't care anywhere. Me-how about so, and so. Her- I guess if that's my only choice. Me - you have something else in mind. Her- no just anywhere. and on and on and on it goes. Now I just drive to a place, get out and go in. :bouncingsmileys:
 
it's the wife's turn to buy. It's all the same money, but she has to decide on where we eat as well.

Oh no, I'd starve to death waiting on my wife to decide where to eat! These conversations go something like this- Me - where do you want to eat? Her- I don't care anywhere. Me-how about so, and so. Her- I guess if that's my only choice. Me - you have something else in mind. Her- no just anywhere. and on and on and on it goes. Now I just drive to a place, get out and go in. :bouncingsmileys:
LOL ... if you drive separately ... there wouldn't be any complaints by either party.
 
it's the wife's turn to buy. It's all the same money, but she has to decide on where we eat as well.

Oh no, I'd starve to death waiting on my wife to decide where to eat! These conversations go something like this- Me - where do you want to eat? Her- I don't care anywhere. Me-how about so, and so. Her- I guess if that's my only choice. Me - you have something else in mind. Her- no just anywhere. and on and on and on it goes. Now I just drive to a place, get out and go in. :bouncingsmileys:
Well since we swap turns every other week we have a week to think about where to go. Plus we like to try new places all the time and the Go section on Friday in the local news rag lists all the entertainment, new places to eat etc. Makes for some adventurous eating at times, but I'm good with that.
 
it's the wife's turn to buy. It's all the same money, but she has to decide on where we eat as well.

Oh no, I'd starve to death waiting on my wife to decide where to eat! These conversations go something like this- Me - where do you want to eat? Her- I don't care anywhere. Me-how about so, and so. Her- I guess if that's my only choice. Me - you have something else in mind. Her- no just anywhere. and on and on and on it goes. Now I just drive to a place, get out and go in. :bouncingsmileys:
LOL ... if you drive separately ... there wouldn't be any complaints by either party.
We have been known to do that during tax season. The wife is 5 years younger than I, the senior VP at a bank in charge of the Trust Division, and has no plans to retire until she is 65. (she likes being the boss)

During Tax Season I am usually pretty much a bachelor. We have met on Friday evenings during tax season, eaten and then she goes back to work and I go home, movies what ever. Works well.
 
@Gary A. and @gryphonslair99 This is a second marriage for both of us. Her first husband passed away from cancer at a young age, and unfortunately my ex hasn't yet. We found each other by accident or fate, and 38 years later we're still going strong. Most of our friends say the secret to our longevity is that neither one of us will leave because we each have to have the last word.

For 25 years we worked together, her office on one end of the building and mine on the other. She thought she had me over a barrel at work, claiming if I made her mad, she'd quit, go home, pack her stuff, and leave. Never will forget the day the Lions Club came by selling brooms, she bought one. Shortly thereafter we had a "business disagreement", and she headed out the door new broom under her arm. God help me, I couldn't resist I asked her loud enough for most of the office to hear, if she was planning to clean house or fly somewhere. After that for several months she kept an open box in our bedroom, she would add to or take stuff out of it depending how mad I'd made her that day, :allteeth: but she couldn't stay away from the office any longer than I could.

Now that we've been retired for several years we still argue, but both our memories are so bad, that by the next day, it's all forgotten. We can have the same argument several times in the same week now :allteeth:

Since she was diagnosed in 2009 with Multiple Myeloma, I get worried when she isn't arguing with me. Wouldn't trade her for anything in the world.
 
Speaking of good wives. Mine put this in my underwear drawer. I got out of the shower and found this snuggled close to a permanent skid marks. Now have to figure out how to use it.
 
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Speaking of good wives. Mine put this in my underwear drawer. I got out of the shower and found this snuggled close to a skid permanent skid marks. Now have to figure out how to use it.
Shoot, attachment fail. How in the heck she knew I wanted one these is beyond me.
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