And the Crunchy versus creamy - how many of us grew up with one, and liked the other better? *LOL* My mother HATES crunchy, so we never had it at home as kids... now it's all I want.
Me too! (Except that it's my dad, not my mom, who's allergic to peanuts.)
Living with someone is always hard ... at first, and sometimes always. It's human nature. Little things are frustrating (per your poll). Another one is: Toilet Paper: over the top, or off the back of the roll? <g>
I guess the thing to do is determine what's important. I have found that while I may get a bit annoyed sometimes with the way the spouse does one of these things, I don't let it get under my skin. In the case of the TP, I just rearrange it, for example. No biggie.
You know, I had no idea there was a *right* way to hang TP, until Steve Beck took me aside and told me I had been doing it the wrong way. Truly, I had no clue and still don't care.
My rule of bruised thumb is: if it matters to them and not to you, they win. Most of the time, it never occurred to me that there is a right or a wrong way to do these things that cause such a furor, so they win. As long as I get to win on *my* matters....
I agree. Why be bugged about the things that don't matter that much to you. Save the arguments for the big stuff!
A funny: I've never cared much for that big shredded wheat cereal. My husband liked it so that's what I bought. About 3 months after he died, I realized I was still buying the stuff out of habit. Now days it never enters my grocery cart.
Heh. Well, as I said, I don't see any point in making a big fuss over it. If I don't like the way the TP hangs, I can rearrange it, and the odds are that she won't notice or if she does, she's never said anything, so ... Definitely not worth a fight (even if I'm in a bad mood that one's not worth fighting over ...).
on toothpaste....the little upsdie down toothpaste "bottles" they have now? eliminate the need for squeezing or rolling. woot! and no worries with the cap, either. I highly recommend it.
on peanut butter...while for peanut butter in its purest form, I prefer the real stuff (ie coarsely ground from real peanuts, lightly salted and still warm from teh grinder) I'm also a big fan of almond butter and cashew butter. crunchy, of course. :)
Fourth Question: Wheat bread or white? (probably not a problem at your house)
Crimson likes creamy better, but since I do the shopping he is just out of luck.
When I was married before, we had the wheat/white problem. I hate store-bought white bread, unless it's a sourdough or bakery type. He hated my "hippy, seed-filled" wheat bread!
LOL It was dubbed "nuts and twigs" at my house. Both of my adult sons still ask if the bread has "nuts" in it. Sheesh. (and imho, if bread doesn't weigh a decent amount, at least a pound, it ain't gots much nutrition! Viva hippy bread!;-)
The big toothpast issue at our house is not flavor, or how to get it out of the tube, it is that my engineer husband has to tighten everything so tight that I literally have trouble getting the lid off. I like the flip top lids now too!
One nice thing about having lived together all our adult lives (since we were ninteen back at Scripps--remember?) is that if we had strongly established habits when we got together, they have mostly merged into commonality so long ago that we don't even know when it happened. (Well, mostly--there is the mess perception thing I posted about last week, but it goes both ways--there are things that need doing which he sees that go right by me...somethings will always be a work in progress...)
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Date: 2007-09-16 06:36 pm (UTC)Me too! (Except that it's my dad, not my mom, who's allergic to peanuts.)
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Date: 2007-09-17 01:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-16 05:57 pm (UTC)I guess the thing to do is determine what's important. I have found that while I may get a bit annoyed sometimes with the way the spouse does one of these things, I don't let it get under my skin. In the case of the TP, I just rearrange it, for example. No biggie.
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Date: 2007-09-16 09:10 pm (UTC)You know, I had no idea there was a *right* way to hang TP, until Steve Beck took me aside and told me I had been doing it the wrong way. Truly, I had no clue and still don't care.
My rule of bruised thumb is: if it matters to them and not to you, they win. Most of the time, it never occurred to me that there is a right or a wrong way to do these things that cause such a furor, so they win. As long as I get to win on *my* matters....
if it matters to them and not to you, they win.
Date: 2007-09-16 09:59 pm (UTC)A funny:
I've never cared much for that big shredded wheat cereal. My husband liked it so that's what I bought. About 3 months after he died, I realized I was still buying the stuff out of habit. Now days it never enters my grocery cart.
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Date: 2007-09-17 01:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-17 11:12 am (UTC)?????
Date: 2007-09-18 12:58 am (UTC)Don't I?
--signed,
Weirded out in Walnut Creek
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Date: 2007-09-16 10:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-17 06:57 pm (UTC)Of course it's not worth arguing over. I just do it.
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Date: 2007-09-17 04:31 am (UTC)on peanut butter...while for peanut butter in its purest form, I prefer the real stuff (ie coarsely ground from real peanuts, lightly salted and still warm from teh grinder) I'm also a big fan of almond butter and cashew butter. crunchy, of course. :)
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Date: 2007-09-17 02:47 pm (UTC)Crimson likes creamy better, but since I do the shopping he is just out of luck.
When I was married before, we had the wheat/white problem. I hate store-bought white bread, unless it's a sourdough or bakery type. He hated my "hippy, seed-filled" wheat bread!
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Date: 2007-09-17 08:34 pm (UTC)LOL It was dubbed "nuts and twigs" at my house. Both of my adult sons still ask if the bread has "nuts" in it. Sheesh. (and imho, if bread doesn't weigh a decent amount, at least a pound, it ain't gots much nutrition! Viva hippy bread!;-)
Only with an engineer...
Date: 2007-09-17 02:58 pm (UTC)One nice thing about having lived together all our adult lives (since we were ninteen back at Scripps--remember?) is that if we had strongly established habits when we got together, they have mostly merged into commonality so long ago that we don't even know when it happened. (Well, mostly--there is the mess perception thing I posted about last week, but it goes both ways--there are things that need doing which he sees that go right by me...somethings will always be a work in progress...)