Aye Dios mio!!!!!!!
I have totally lost it. I am REALLY becoming summer , relaxed, need to chill crazed!!!
i have to admit that i think SB is going through a mid life crisis. What age does that happen!?!??!?? What classifies midliffe crisis now a days?!?! He is literally obsessed with competitive eating, which for those of you who aren't familiar, requires training and afterwards a comatose competitor. He is totally into buying some run down, old 1970 something convertible, that he needs to fix up and ride around town in.... and wants me to give him a wax job. Yes... not a hand job, a wax job!!!
Katrocket- I think he is slowly slipping through my finger tips!!!!!!!!!!!!
i'm tired, cranky, working my ass of and a friggin misersable S.O.B, tonight . WAH-WAH-WAH!!!!!!!!!!!
tomorrow I will be better, I'm sure.
God help those kids that get a discipline slip-- SUSPENDED !!!!!!!
posted by gerberdaisy @ 8:54 PM
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Oh my gosh! Are you saying Steakie will only live to 70? If he keeps eating weenie maybe it will have been an end-of-life crisis.
I don't like the fact that you bring your problemed home life to school with you. Those poor goofy bastards don't stand a chance when your are angry.
I think everything's so sped up now that a few inter-life crises would occur. It seems like you're in the down zone - waiting on the next big thing to happen. I'd start by rearranging all your furniture...
LOL! You 2 are too funny. I want NEW furniture!!!!!!
$5,000 in shoofly pie contest prize money could get you a nice new sofa and real doll. Maybe you need to be more encouraging of your husband's dreams. Rub his belly with olive oil tonight. Take pictures, too
I was competitive once. It hurt.
Let him buy his toy. It'll give him something to do. At least he's not taking up hang-gliding or wanting to buy a little crotch-rocket motorcycle...
I don't know how old Mr. Bellie is, but I do know I'm at the age where I've started "selective shaving." I trim only those whiskers that happen to be gray. They bother me. Impending mortality and all that. (I actually misspelled that the first time through. I had "Impending morality." That scares me more than mortality, to be honest.)
I don't understand the wax thing. Why can't he wax his own convertible? Hey, did he buy that Oscar Meyer Hotdogomobile he mentioned in his blog? If he did, he could wax his own wiener...
he's getting hair on his back and is freaking out. Wants me to wax it. That may actually give me some weird satisfaction, hot wax and ripping out hair.
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Oh Daisee hun. Don't be upset.
I can't claim to know Steakbellie too well beyond his words and images, so i'll point out the obvious: he seems to thrive on a challenge - he needs to set goals and then focus all his energies on acheiving said goals. This in itself is a good trait to have, though you've used the word "obsessive" so perhaps it's more moderation you seek?
I personally think a midlife crisis is brought on by big changes in one's personal philosophy and tastes, not age. I think he's evolving. The new things that interest him may puzzle/frazzle you greatly, but at least he's not running up $500 phone sex bills, gambling the kids' college funds, or whoring around with college girls. Now THAT's a midlife crisis.
He has written in his blog that he no longer feels passion for his career, so perhaps he's just naturally replacing the creative void with more recreational pursuits such as competitive eating and collecting large lawn ornaments?
If I've learned a single thing about men (and I'm not even sure this one's valid) it's that they need to have some kind of hobby to be happy. My concerns for SB's health aside, he appears to be having fun, so this could be his hobby, a release from the pressures of daily life.
The waxing...at first I thought you were talking about the car. You should be delighted that you have a husband who cares so deeply about his personal grooming that he's willing to think outside the usual man-box. I'm not a fan of back hair, so I say let it rip, sister. A metrosexual attitude is a hot commodity these days! Embrace it. But for the love of God, send him to a proper salon, unless you are prepared to absorb the subconscious resentment that will immediately follow.
A note to SB - please forgive me for having the audacity to analyze you here in the 3rd person. And please give your wife a fucking hug and tell her everything's gonna be okay.
love & respect to you both
I love you KAt! YOu rock- I feel much better!
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