Well, Christmas is almost all put away… and, the perfect close to the holiday cheer comes in the form of grumbles from hubby, as he trudges up the stairs with bin after bin, to stow away all the holiday decorations in the attic.
This is of course after, I have spent hours gingerly wrapping the breakables in tissue paper and packing up something like 10 bins (yes, our house looks like Santa threw up Christmas in every room!). Anyhow, the other way hubby marks the official end of Christmas is the breaking in of all the Christmas gifts. Hubby, just like a little child, has been chomping at the bit to play with his new toys. The only difference between hubby & a 6 year old is the 6 year old opens up every toy Christmas morning and races his cars around, builds his legos and transforms his transformers. At least hubby waits a few weeks to play with all his new toys.
So, let the toy playing begin…….
I have mentioned previously that a Man Cave can be a lifesaver. On many days, where we are debating whether or not to watch the football game or another episode of My First Place on HGTV, the Man Cave is necessary. I know that when I begin a massive house cleaning and hubby wants to hide, the Man Cave is necessary. I also know that when hubby wants to have the boys over to hang out and I want to continue my day in peace, the Man Cave is necessary.
But, I didn’t realize the Man Cave would play such a large role in post Christmas activities.
You may recall, on hubby’s Christmas Wish List, that there were a variety of “manly” items.. notably a few blue ray movies and an assortment of video games. Well, all week hubby has come home from work and buried himself in his cave to play with his new toys. He disappears, then at about 8:30ish each night, I find myself yelling down the stairs to inquire about whether he’s going to resurface for dinner or not? Eventually he comes up to eat and then he returns to the cave to continue some sort of video game. When I’m finally ready for bed, I head downstairs to say good night (he pries his eyes away from the game, fingers poised on the controller, long enough to give me a smooch) and off I go to bed while hubby slays dragons or, shoots bad guys or, whatever the heck he’s doing down there. (I don’t ask!).
So, this has been the peaceful start to my new year. I get the entire house to myself, I get to watch whatever I want and I get to listen to the muffled sounds of car chases and crashes and gun fire from the basement as hubby plays his games and watches his movies.
Last night I asked him if I might ever see him again in the evenings.. and his loving response… “but I have new games!”
So, when he finally does rejoin me (which will happen eventually.. he’s actually not the kind of gamer that removes himself from all other activities).. even though I may not remember what he looks like, I’m certain one of our first conversations will be about our conflicting TV choices and…… he’ll want to retreat to the cave all over again!
The Hubby Diaries 
man caves make for a happy healthy home 🙂
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i was recently informed about your blog by a friend. after reading several posts, i find it to be the most sexist thing i have ever read – towards both men and women. it does nothing but perpetuate the most fundamental gender stereotypes and i am shocked that others read and enjoy this.
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Harriet ~
While you are certainly entitled to your opinion, this blog is meant to be lighthearted entertainment that provides a comedic look at the many daily challenges of relationships. Much comedy, as I’m sure you know, is indeed rooted in stereotypes.
I do not make up any of these stories, I actually take them from my real, every-day-life. I suppose you can judge them any way you see fit, but then please realize that you are judging my every day life and I’d suggest that you have an inability to find any humor in simple every day interactions. Laughter is the foundation of my marriage (stereotypes or not) and I’m sorry if you are not able to enjoy a healthy dose of comedy
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I saw your comment and I could not resist giving a response. I actually do have a very good sense of humor, and am able to find laughs in my marriage. However, I do not ridicule my husband, or try to compare him or our relationship to others. For your husbands sake, I hope you try to highlight the things that make him unique rather than the things that make him “like every other man.”
Now that I’ve said that, I want to point out that comedy is an arbitrary art form. Therefore, not everyone will find your blog funny. I personally find it lowbrow and easy. My husband also loves football (obsessed with the Vikings) and plays video games, but I would never expect him to know all the places to purchase tile or carpet in our neighborhood, just as he doesn’t expect that out of me. Sorry that you feel that a husband and wife should be like Mike and Carol Brady, but I like to think my own marriage and the marriage of my friends has a little more depth than “my husband likes video games and I know how much milk costs at all the grocery stores within five miles of our house.”
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Harriet ~
For someone who finds my blog to be so offensive & sexist you sure have spent a good amount of time coming back. Thanks by the way, I always appreciate providing some additional entertainment to my readers (yes, those horrible people who actually find these posts funny!). It’s become quite clear to me that you don’t enjoy this humor because you simply don’t understand it. As shown by your Brady analogy which is about as far from what I expect out of a marriage as possible. If you don’t enjoy the humor, then don’t return to the blog. Seems a simple enough solution, this is the internet after all and the moment you stop visiting, I magically disappear.
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HAhaha, thanks for the great laughs!!!
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