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When Man Was King Of His Castle

When Man Was King Of His Castle

I ran across this interesting tidbit on Facebook last night. Now ladies please don’t fall all over yourselves thanking me for sharing this hidden gem, containing a wealth of information to make your home and your children the picture of peace and happiness, and your husband the happiest man on earth! 

Tips To Look After Your Husband (Extract from 1950’s Home Economics Book)

  1. Have  dinner ready.  Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal on time. This is a way of letting him know you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospects of a good meal are part of the warm welcome needed. 
  2. Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you will be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your makeup, put a ribbon in your hair, and be fresh looking. He has just been with a lot of work weary people. Be a little gay and a little more interesting. His boring day may need a lift. 
  3. Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house, just before your husband arrives, gathering up school books, toys, papers, etc. Then run a dust cloth over the tables. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. 
  4. Prepared the children. Take a few minutes to wash the children’s hands and faces ( if they are small), comb their hair, and if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. 
  5. Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival eliminate all noise of washer, dryer, dishwasher, or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet. Greet him with a warm smile and be glad to see him. 
  6. Some Don’t’s. Don’t greet him with problems or complaints. Don’t complain if he’s late for dinner. Count this as mior compared to what he might have gone through that day. 
  7. Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or suggest he lie don in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him. Arrange his pillow or offer to take his shoes off. Speak in a low, soft, soothing, and pleasant voice. Allow him to relax – unwind. 
  8. Listen to him. You may have a dozen things to tell him but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first. 
  9. Make the evening his. Never complain if he doesn’t take you out to dinner or to other places of entertainment. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure, his need to come home and relax. 
  10. The goal. Try to make your home a place of peace and order where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit. 

My thoughts on this article: 

Dinner at our house sometimes gets made but most days doesn’t. The ribbon for my hair is being used to tie up the extension cords because we don’t have enough electrical outlets, and let’s face it – my day isn’t always that interesting. Most of the clutter around the house is H’s and he doesn’t ever notice whether I dust all this furniture, he claims we need to keep, or not. The children are grown and out of the house. So they are out of the equation. My warm smile has waned from the year and a half of his retirement. H is not away enough to smile about it yet. He usually turns a deaf ear when I do complain or the TV is up so loud he doesn’t hear me at all. He relaxes in that recliner all day sometimes. How much more relaxation does a man need? I’ve gotten really good at nodding and smiling and saying “Really?” while I’m multi-tasking. H and I go out to eat waaaaaay too often because it’s usually his idea and it would be nice to stay in once in a while. There is no order in this small house though I do try to organize all this stuff. Peace will come when some of this furniture is gone. 

Disclaimer – Do not put this article into effect all at one time for fear your husband may wonder what you are up too! 

~Elle

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“LOVE YOU”

“LOVE YOU”

Have the words “I Love You” become meaningless from overuse? This was the subject of a letter to Dear Abby in the paper this morning. I tend to read Jeanne Phillips every morning whether for lack of other amusing news in the newspaper or a habit I picked up from my mother. I’m not sure. 

Readers can guess from the signature “UNCOMFORTABLE IN TEXAS”, that the letter writer was uncomfortable with female and male friends ending their conversations or random meetings with the phrase, “I love you”, and he wondered if he was a weird guy because of this. 

Of course, Dear Abby assured him he wasn’t weird and that it was not uncommon for friends of both sexes to say “Love you” or “I love you” to each other. She went on to say it was healthy to express our feelings because there’s never too much love in the world. 

This “Love you”  letter brings back a memory for me from many years ago. As you know, Andrew is the baby of the family having four older sisters, two of which are eighteen years older. By the time he was born they were off doing their own things and staying in touch was done often by phone. I ended most calls with them with “Love you”. One day when Andrew was about four, I hung up from a conversation with one of the girls and he immediately said, “You forgot to say I love you.” 

Who knew he was even paying attention? After that I had to be careful of what I said in his presence because four-year-old’s pick up quite a bit. To this day he ends all his phone calls with me with “Love you”. So do the girls. I’m hoping this is one trait that will be passed down in the generations. 

Now another story comes to mind about a good friend of mine who lives in another state. I actually think Vikki and I became better friends after I moved from Louisiana to Florida. We talked a lot more, but that may have been because all our children were finally in school and we had the house to ourselves most of the day. Sometimes I wonder how either of us got anything done while talking on the phone so much. That was at a time when texting was nil and watching the minutes on our cell phone plans was an everyday occurrence, but we made that daily phone call last as long as we could. 

Vikki was my sounding board on my first book, “Crossing The Line“. I asked for advice. She gave it. Sometimes I took it and sometimes not. 

One day during a particularly long conversation, I was multitasking while talking and trying to prepare dinner at the same time and she was probably doing the same. We ended our conversation quickly to get dinner on the table in time. “Bye, I love you.” 

Wait! What? Did I just say that? Did I just tell Vikki, “I love you”

“I immediately called her back and she said, “It was so fast, I wasn’t sure what you said, but uumm, yes, I think you did.”

It seems good habits are as hard to break as old ones are. “Love you Vikki!” 

~Elle

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