Showing posts with label The Husband. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Husband. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

I Got A College Boy For Christmas!

Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a teensy bit...actually, The Husband has enrolled in college and is going back to school after nearly twenty years, but I can pretend, can't I?

I am extremely proud of him for taking what must be a scary leap back into academia. When he and his now ex-wife were freshmen in college, she got pregnant and he dropped out of school to marry her, get a job, support his family, and pay for her continuing education at the expense of his own. She eventually went on to get a master's degree before unceremoniously dumping and divorcing him when she was done with school (not unlike many men do to their first wives). She's a real class act.

Since his accident last year, the chances of his getting back into the predominately physical line of work he used to do is pretty much nil; it seemed, to me, the logical thing to do was for all of us to bite the bullet and send him back to school. It wasn't an easy decision. On the one hand, we are totally broke and could really use the money any McJob he could get would bring in; that would benefit us in the short-term. However, on the other hand, it's unlikely any McJob he can get would provide benefits or any long-term job stability; certainly nothing like someone with a college degree could get. After much discussion and going back and forth, we came to the conclusion to go for it.

He had his first classes today and came straight home from school and did his homework like a good student should, heh. I am positive he will do very well; mature students have a better work ethic than most teenagers (maybe because they know what's out there waiting for them if they don't give it 100%). I am willing to live through a couple of years of hard times financially for the promise of a better future for all of us. I hope it's worth it!

Friday, November 16, 2007

It's Getting A Little Hairy Around Here

The Husband has recently announced that he will be growing a beard. This came as quite a surprise for two reasons :-

Reason 1
I don't like him with a beard. And quite frankly, shouldn't that be enough reason for him to kill the idea when it crossed his mind in the first place?

Reason 2
He is physically unable to grow a full-on beard. What he can do is grow spotty patches of bum-fluff that are haphazardly arranged on his face in an asymmetrical fashion that is displeasing to the eye. And scratchy. Plus, I could probably grow a thicker mustache than he can, not that I should be admitting that in public.

However, never let it be said I am not a supportive wife!

In solidarity I have decided to jump on the non-shaving bandwagon and will hence forth stop shaving my legs and under my arms. And anything else he might want shaved, if you get my drift.

I am very much looking forward to be a hirsute lady. I would like to claim it's because I am sick and tired of our society's patriarchal and outdated views of feminine beauty and it's high time to reclaim our bodies from media distortion, but the honest truth is, it's winter and I'm just plain lazy.

Viva la bristle~