o.m.g. I have just tabbed backwards out of google and dh's viewed sites..

[varyingdegreesofdeafness]

.. came up.

I feel sick.

Load of

Golf courses. Feckin loads all alarmingky close by to where we will be on holiday. He is giong to buy some matalan farah slacks, I know it.

Not an ounce of porn on the screen!

Pah!

mine keeps stalking people by ordering their birth, marriage and sometimes even death certificates on line and then mapping out how they are all related to him How self absorbed is that??!!

He even looks them up in newpapers and stuff to see what they have been up to.

I find it all a bit creepy really

Another hater of research here. We even ended up with a 'Which?' subscription because of fucking research.

My DH is always on IMDB. And I loathe it. It ruins everything. Particularly when we're watching TV and I say something like 'oh, I think she was in Matrix or something' about an actress, and then I see him tapping away on his iPhone, then proudly telling me, NO, she wasn't in Matrix, but she was in yadda yadda yadda (stab stab stab).

Basically it highlights my bullshitting. I do not like that.

We ARE buying a house ATM. I have resorted to going to open houses alone. Reporting back whether it is worth DH going for a walk around, then staying home while he goes and asks the real estate agent about a billion irrelevant questions that no-one in their right mind has ever thought of before.

We have found one though, you know why he likes it? Because of all the powerpoints, it is currently owned by a nerd/electrician and has lots and lots of gadgets and electrical outlets all built in.

I like it because it is a nice house, near the school and the bus stop, but all that pales into insignificance in the face of multiple plugs apparently.

Sometimes I wish I was Jewish so I could use that 'Oiyveh!' sound legitimately.

Oh, fuck, the research. Mine recently spent an entire week scouring internet forums for opinions on electric stovetops. A quick skim of Choice magazine, fine. Hours of relaying the intricate conversations between posters whose lives consist of debating Bosch v Smeg, not fine. All the posters were male, too. I think it's A Thing.

Kathy, mine does that about children's shows. I say something like Oh, this isn't quite as obnoxious as that other one, I hope DD doesn't get sick of it fast, and he tells me all about its creator, and although it's American it's actually shot in a studio in bloody Wales or something, and I DON'T CARE.

tokenwomen - DP plaits the cables, apparently it makes all the difference.

Oh God. Mine does the family tree thing too.

Aaaaaaah, like minded people, for mine it is tyres, bike tyres, think he gets off on the smell of the rubber

My DH spends a lot of time watching "stuff"

on eBay

that he has no intention of buying

I think its the thrill of the chase or maybe its all about almost yielding to the virtual temptation but then resisting.

chaz, that really is a bit like watching porn films....

I know ... woe betide him if his credit card comes out of his pocket

oooh, Sid barrett. . He died when I was in hospital having DD and he didn't tell me! Was gutted as always meant to go to Cambridge and find him .

meant DH didn't tell me Sid Barrett had died.... Obviously Sid Barrett couldn't as he was, um, dead

Flowerbomb He likes the smell of rubber? You could use that to your advantage

One day I discovered in DH's cache a load of pages marked 'Horny' but it turned out to be a typo and he was just looking at Hornby trains

I was quite disappointed.

DH looked at my Amazon wishlist once, I think it scared him, a lot. He called me a kinky old perv.

"Naughty spanking stories" was about the mildest title in there .

He did put some vampire erotica on my kindle recently though.

If he looks at any more camera stuff on ebay I'm going to chop his hands off, I got all excited when I saw a silk blindfold but it was only in popular items, not in stuff he'd searched for.

For my dh it's 'Macrumors' or 'cannonrumors' also imbd and family history.

Divorce the bastard!!
i started a similar thread when I realised my DH had spent a few hours while I was out of the room looking at loft insulation. I think he even had a spreadsheet and downloaded the pictures to print off :o

pmsl at horny trains :o