ridiculous topics for marital rows

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OK, so I caught myself getting cross at hubby when on family holiday for having fruit and fibre for breakfast as he was 'obviously' trying to engineer more 'me time' on the loo away from the kids.

Please, please tell me I'm not the only one to have picked THE most ludicrous fight? Other examples please....or am I a lone witch?...

DH and I don't really argue, but the closest I can remember us coming is the first time I used our new cast iron skillet.

The instructions clearly said that you had to leave the skillet to go completely cold before putting it in water, as cast iron is brittle and could crack, so after frying our steak I left the skillet on the stove to cool down.

I heard DH tut and start moving things around in the kitchen, so I said "The skillet has to be cold before you do anything with it."

DH replied "Yes, OK" - but I still heard noises in the kitchen.

Me: "The skillet has to be COLD before you do anything"
DH: "OK, I understand" while taking things out of the sink.
Me: "The skillet has to be cold BEFORE you do anything"
DH (exasperated): "Yes, fine, you said that" while carrying the hot skillet over to the empty sink
Me (slightly desperately): "The skillet has to be COLD BEFORE you do ANYTHING!"
DH (fed up): "Yes, how many times do you have to say it?!" while putting the skillet in the sink and moving towards the tap
Me (shouting): "I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU NOT TO PUT WATER IN IT!"
DH (having just turned the tap on): "Oh. I thought you were telling me to make it cold"

The skillet didn't crack.

Had a cracker of a row with dh a few weeks after dd was born. I had managed to batch cook and freeze plenty of meals (between bfing) and was very proud of myself. Dh ate one for lunch not dinner and I lost it. I accused him of not appreciating my efforts and wasting the food.

I'm still not really sure why it upset me so much... definitely not hormones no no

DP and I have just gotten over a row about whether a wooden spoon or mini magic whisk is better for making cheese sauce, we're OK now but you could've cut the atmosphere with a knife 30 mins ago, DD (5) insisted we say sorry to each other, clearly even she could clearly see the ridiculousness of the situation.

Not a row but an ongoing niggly discussion about the point of some sports and whether they are sports at all.
Snooker, darts, pool- are they aren't they? Is cards a sport then? Is domines? Is chess- a sport of the mind?
Shot put, hammer swinging, discus, javelin, hop skip and jump: What is the point?
It became even more ridiculous.
This went on for a whole Sunday. Why? Why? Why? Who cares? Not me and not DH.

We had a massive row as he thinks we should have our own individual dental floss dispensers and I think it's ok to share. I'm embarrassed even typing this but love everyone's honesty about marital rows.
We have yet to resolve the issue.

Talisa I TOTALLY get why it pissed you off.

It's like when we are all trying to get out of the house and DH is sitting in the car with the kids whilst I am the one running around going 'back door locked/raincoats/snacks/water/dishwasher on' etc and the DC call from the car "Come on Mummy" and what does DH say? Not, "be patient children, mummy is just organising the world" oh no. He says "Yes. Come ON Mummy".

Mummy? MUMMY? REALLY?

Fucker.

I feel all ragey just typing that.

Cuppa I totally get that. I just finished sitting in here cringing to the sound of my DH chopping and scraping eggs around in a metal pan with a metal spatula. Words were not exchanged only b/c I went in the bathroom and shut the door.

Our latest ongoing argument is about books. We both like books and have far too many. Every now and then the piles of books piss him off so he rants to me that all my books are shit chick lit with the same plot 'ooh look, girl meets boy, there's a misunderstanding, it's all better now, happy ever after' so I rant back that all his books are stupid sci fi and at least my books are about real people not dolphins in outer space. So he says I should get rid of my books and I say he should get rid of his books and dolphins in outer space is ridiculous and he says that the dolphins are highly developed and why shouldn't they fly spaceships and I say if they're swimming around in a spaceship where do they shit and what if there's a problem with the electrics, they will all get electrocuted...

In fact, the rationality or otherwise of dolphins in outer space is such a frequent argument at the moment that if you happen to overhear a couple talking about spaceships full of water, dolphin poo and electrocuted dead dolphins, do say hello, it will be us!

lulu DH and I have had the same pointless, endless discussion. Only ours did become a row. No idea why.

I'm bumping this thread as it has made me feel much better about today's massive blowout argument about cooking rice and meatballs in the microwave, ending in DH shouting 'my only crime is wanting crispy meatballs' and telling me I'm bullying him by suggesting he uses a sponge to wash a bowl rather than trickling water over it slowly.

We had a mahoosive row one year about final posting dates for Christmas. Neither of us were going to post anything, everything had already been sent but we went hammer and tongs about it.

We didn't speak for nearly a week. For the life of me, I cannot remember exactly what we disagreed on!

me and DH had an argument that lasted days over the lyrics to the Calvin Harris song "ready for the weekend".

I said it was "ooh and I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend!"

he said it was "ooh and I got my shoes and I'm ready for the weekend!"

days it lasted. days. until we had the sense to Google the lyrics and put an end to it.

I was right, and even now I still bask in the glory of my rightness.

We were up until 2am once, arguing about whether cats were 'better' than dogs (no, I don't know, either!). We nearly came to blows...

Re: mummy pigs parentage. Mummy pig clearly states in one of the Christmas episodes that peppa and George are sleeping in what used to be her bedroom, they are stating at granny and grandpas.

I think the most stupid argument ex and I had was about posting a present to his mum.

It's was her first birthday after our dd was born and she had been exceptionally generous. He never sent so much as card in the 5 years we'd been together and I was determined she was getting the lovely present I had bought her on time.

We spilt up in the town centre and he forbade me sending her this present as we weren't even together. I said fine I'll just send it from me and dd.

it didn't get much better from there tbh

Excellent thread

Dp and I once had a massive, full-on, yelling, end-of-the-relationship row about the most effective way to take the tops off boiled eggs.

We had an almighty argument on Valentines Day because he didn't buy me a card. He said he wasn't going to but I thought he was joking. Obviously my romantic side was short lived, seeing as it was our anniversary yesterday and I forgot.

We also had a screaming match in the middle of a busy street in Paris. Tensions were running high because we both get a bit stressed on days where we have to travel so we'd already been sniping at each other as we were checking out of the hotel but it blew up when we went into a bakery and I ordered and paid for my own breakfast. DP was furious that I didn't telepathically receive his order, even though he was faffing about with money so I assumed that he was getting his own. We argued all the way into the street, shouting the odds at each other and it ended with him slapping my breakfast out of my hand and onto the ground. We're really mature, as you can probably tell.

Most recent ridiculous row was about raisins. I buy those small packs for dd for snacks and keep them in my bag. Dh thought it would be a great money saving initiative reuse the small boxes and refill from a big bag of raisins. Apparently as I work part time I have plenty of time for this! I went mad and told him where to go!

I still buy packs of small raisins. They are about £1.50 for 12 FFS. Still makes me mad now!

We had a huge row once over whether Dennis Norden was dead :blush:

I keep trying to tell about various manic monstrously ridiculous barneys we have had over the years. ..but keep giving up as I seem to need a book at very least to make it all clear. You guys are brilliant at getting to the nub of the matter in the same number of words I put out for the milkman to ask him for an extra pint of Jersey and a dozen eggs!!!

OH once asked me if I liked the new coat he'd bought for SD. I said no. He said I only didn't like it because I was of a lower class and we were fundamentally incompatible and obviously could not breed together with these HUGE differences in style.

Another time I said I think he offers her sugary sauces/juices too often. That ended up with him calling me fat and ugly and me ignoring him for the whole day. He then shelled out £500 on a posh weekend in London to apologise for his behaviour.

I went mad at Christmas, at night after the kids went to bed, I spent ages choosing presents for DH that were specifically for him, stuff he wanted, stuff he liked, only he could use etc. he got me ornaments and picture frames etc to finish our bedroom. petty but I was fuming. especially after I had dropped hints the size of mountains.