Okay, it’s no secret that I’ve been really depressed lately. The humidity and heat have kept me inside a lot of the time and that in turn leads my head to the “feeling sorry for myself” thoughts I get at times. I try really hard not to think about it but at times, it’s hard to do. It’s easy to think “knock it off” but it’s a lot easier to say than do.
I have needed new rugs in my laundry room and kitchen for quite some time but the last time Nikki came to clean all the icky stuff, the padding stuff on the bottom stuck to the floor and we had to use a soft scraper to get it off so I knew it was time. I tend to wait way too long in buying my rugs.
SO….Paul called me one morning last week and said he needed to go to Walmart and asked if there was anything I needed so I said “could you pick up two rugs for the kitchen and one for the laundry room? In the winter I like two in the laundry room because of the melting snow but in the summer I only need one. I said to him that anything with light green and red would be fine. I said I didn’t really care.
This is what I got.
I know……I told him it didn’t matter but orange and gold and brown???
This may sound like I’m going to husband bash but I have no plans to do that. These rugs are so hideous that we cried laughing. I didn’t have the heart to tell him how ugly I thought these were because he really meant well but he thought the same thing. I see no light green in these rugs but I’ll tell you one thing, the price of these were worth the side-splitting laughter we had that night. It was just what I needed and every time I look at these rugs I break down in laughter.
At least someone likes them. I don’t know why she does it but Miss Maddie gets these rugs all rolled up and climbs through them like a tunnel.
You know what they say, “all’s well that ends well.” Thanks Paul. You really have been terrific through all my trials. If there was a husband of the year award, I’d nominate you for all you’ve put up with.
What has your better half or someone you know brought home that you thought was hideous and did you laugh hysterically?
I can’t remember a time when I dared to laugh hysterically at something ugly someone else brought home. I have been guilty of some less-than-impressive purchases myself. Usually it was a choice between bad, worse, and no stinkin’ way. I just say, we can hide them when people come over.
But I will agree that there’s nothing like laughing together to make everything better.
I think the funniest part was he thought they were ugly too but didn’t say anything. The other funny thing is the match NOTHING in either room.
This doesn’t quite fit the question, but for many years, Steve and I had a tradition of seeing the absolute WORST movie we could locate on Valentine’s Day.
It all started on one of our early Valentine’s Days as a married couple. I wanted to see a movie. He wasn’t too keen on it, but I told him that he could pick the movie, because it was my idea to go. He was satisfied with that. He had a choice between “Mars Attacks” and “Star Trek: First Contact”. When I gave him the choice, I’ll admit that I was all smug, figuring that he was such a “Next Generation” Trekkie that I’d be enjoying an evening with Patrick Stewart. How WRONG I was!! He chose “Mars Attacks” instead, saying that he was in the mood for comedy.
I remember sitting there, halfway through the movie, experiencing the exact same thought process that I’d gone through two years previous, while watching Jim Carrey and Jeff Daniels in “Dumb and Dumber”… namely, my brain asking me over and over again: “I really paid SIX BUCKS for this??? REALLY???” Mars Attacks had to be the absolute worst movie I’d seen since Dumb and Dumber. (apologies to any fans of either movie, but I really hated both of them)
When we left the movie, we looked at one another, afraid to be the first to admit just how awful it was, and that we’d thrown a hard earned twelve bucks (plus whatever for popcorn and sodas) down the drain. We burst out laughing, and thus was born a tradition that lasted for a few more years. I don’t remember any subsequent movies, but honestly, it doesn’t matter. That first one was bad enough to cover all the rest.
Spontanious husband bashing is much better than planning on husband bashing. lol
Yes that happened recently ! I had asked my sister to get brown colored pants and she got yellow pants . That was really funny and I was crying and laughing at the same time ! lol!
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At least he tried 🙂 Are you planning on returning them and getting different ones?
No Lucy. I’m going to keep them. They look horrible but they feel wonderful. Unless the queen plans a visit, I’ll keep them until they wear out.
That’s the gift that just keeps on giving, Clark!
Those moments of laughter when your laughing so hard your crying, Especially when you haven’t been feeling that great. Ive definitely had moments like that and I’m so happy for the out of the blue deep laughter. It really is so healing. I can’t really remember when someone brought home something like that. I use to really dislike Summer for similar reasons, for some reason my breathing is a lot better. I’m not really sure why. I think my breathing problems had to do with maybe where I worked which was a laundry job in a small room. They actually paid me very well but I was worried it was effecting my health so I walked away from it no amount of money could get me to stay. We also moved from one house to another. I could send you some really ugly stuff, I need to go through my storage boxes. :+) I think what so great about a moment like that is that it’s so random and unexpected.
What a great story, Joy! He is sweet, your husband. He must have thought, these rugs would make you laugh and laugh again, each time you see them! 🙂
I am so sorry your allergies keeps you inside the house.
I am married for nearly 3 years now, and he hasn’t really brought me something that I did not like. It will happen probably one day 🙂
Out of all the rugs he could possibly pick out, he got those?! LOL Men, and home decorating, well most men and home decorating don’t go hand in hand. Hey, at least he tried!
Jason does a lot that makes me think wth, and laugh. I can’t really pin point one thing off hand right now though.
By the way, that rug is *deliciously* ugly!!
I know 🙂 That’s why now I can’t part with them.
This is hilarious, I know exactly how you feel. I was desperately searching for a precious handmade quilt that I plan on using when my girlfriends are here. I specifically pointed it out to Robert, and told him not to put it where I couldn’t get to it. Well, it disappeared and I looked everywhere. I described it in detail, numerous times. I reminded him where it was when I showed it to him and exactly what I said. He kept bringing me different comforters and blankets, while both of us were getting more and more frustrated. Finally he lost it and said in a pitiful voice “We just don’t think alike; I can’t remember all of the different colors and patterns of all the things that are important to you!” “It would be like you remembering a certain wire that I need”. Which is probably true. But thankfully, he looked a bit harder and found it—stored way up in the rafters, amongst the Christmas stuff 🙂
I like your rugs, you will probably smile every time you look at them!
Bye for now,