to open a mulled gin and rinsed mince pie bar?

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To carry on the complaining and to drown Liney.

I've opened it in AIBU to piss off Trills etc and to see if mnhq leave it here

Hm. I have no idea what I am good at, posting wise.
I have no topics hidden (and I learn quite a lot on the adoption/SN/relationships ones) and I try not to say anything I would not say to somebody's face.
I don't like it when people say 'Your partner is an arsehole' as I've just read because we just never have the full picture here, do we? I am quite happy to say 'He sounds like an arsehole' or 'He did an arseholey thing' .

I cannot really get my DH to listen to anything remotely controversial without him taking it really personal and becoming defensive, so who am I to dish out advice? Sometimes I do get sucked in..

Gute Reise, Fiderer, enjoy no bucket lugging

Oh yuck, Rollo, that's more disgusting than any waterfall cardi .

The stuff us expats hanker after...

Jessie, I think the fault with your plan is in the detail and the living together bit. Also, I have friends I put up with shit I would not in a partner (but put up with other shit in my partnership. ).

When I worked in the middle east I used to go mad for Heinz tomato soup.

I've been married for nearly 30 years

Any time dh pisses me off I have a quick look at relationships and feel much better. He is in no way perfect neither am I but in general he doesn't do things deliberately to upset me, wants me to be happy and won't go too apeshit when I point out his temporary wankbadgeriness.

I too am drowning in washing. And passed out teenagers

I've decided my sheets will do for another night
DH is working all weekend

Oh, yes, looking at relationships makes my marriage look like a Match Made In Heaven. And it is, some of the time...

DS (15) just did some hoovering thank God but it was made especially surreal by DD reciting Antigone in the background.

I wish I had a nice husband, Maryz. Just someone who wasn't an arsehole and could fix the roof would do.

Writing the Spotter's Guide to Bastards is so complicated. I think I've got the hang of it, but I don't know how to teach it at all.

I too have a passed out teenager and a washing mountain.
I also have to change my sheets and put on my lovely new electric blanket [excited]but I'm enjoying some me peaceful time as guests have left, so I'm having a nothing day.

I often thank my husband for being a normal rational person. I avoid the relationship boards as they make me want to scream at people, which is really not all that helpful.

I have a sulking 4 year old because I turned off the TV upon which he was watching a video of a yelling cursing person playing a video game. Let's not discuss where daddy was...

I've been with DH since dinosaurs roamed the earth and sometimes we piss each other off because we're normal. Most of the time we knock along fine mainly because I tell him to.

gin, that sounds pretty good to me.

I have a nice husband too, but I don't know how I spotted him. I was dreadful at spotting wankers. Luck, I think.

Having a relaxed telly day again. My new years res are 1. To read te booker short list and 2. To watch less telly and play with DS more.

DH told me last night he is struggling with 2 children. I was really surprised because I do 95% of it all (jusy going back to work now) but apart from the agony of failed breastfeeding I've found ds2 a doddle. Poor DH :(

How is your DS, tee, poo-wise?

Mercy! I have a gentleman caller on the way and my hair isn't even coiffed.

Oh by the way, children don't get easier when they get older. Their problems simply get more complicated. But at least they can be left alone with hoovers.

Better, thanks bigkids. He's still got very, shall we say, goopy poo, but it's not every hour. He managed to go to the shops with daddy without incident.

I have just realized I have no left the house since one week ago today.

I'm quite content with that.

As a friend of mine and mother of 3 said when I was on my knees with screaming DS1 "It doesn't get better, it just gets different". NOT what I needed to hear at the time. And not true IME - thank heavens above!
How we had another 3 after the sheer hell that was looking after DS1 was, I'll never know .

Oh, my DH is twisted and evil, I've taken him on as a charity project. I am the sane one . He comes from a long tradition of dysfunctional communication, but I know what I was getting in to.

We are still eating as if it's going out of fashion - duck tonight. DH shopped for Stoopid Stuff after I had had done the Big Shop. and [yum].

LineRunner, dry shampoo? Sexy up-do? Dishevelled bed-hair and come-hither-eyes?? We need updates of course...

I just threw chips and chicken dippers in, KR. I'll join you in calling it a day!

I didn't even do hot food ds1 had cheese, crackers and grapes and ds2 an Ella's kitchen. Counting to bedtime now.

Yeah. Son is great.

I'm experiencing a horrid fibro flare. Bring on bedtime...

No one tell Mary that I've changed to my New Years frock.

Oh...wait...