My husband and I don't pay anything anymore - why?
Our blog favorite: How do you become a happy family? Blogger Uta tries on Who is it with litter box? to find out in self-experiment and write down your best tips and funniest experiences for us. A true life (and love) savior, this blog - and entertaining. We are going to buy gifts for our men.
Blog excerpt: Radiant male eyes
© Who is it with litter box?The other day I had another cafeteria service in our school. When cleaning up, one of the other mothers said, "My husband and I have not had a Christmas present for a long time." The others nodded. "All the stress with the gifts for the children is enough."
I looked into the huge pot that I just dried. "Nothing more at Christmas ... nothing more ..." It was as if I heard a sad echo from the bottom of the pot. "Nothing more ..."
Who has put together since 24 a divisible by 24 number of packages for sons and daughters, who baked and tinkered for the Christmas market in the school, who has filled the boots for Nicholas and right back for the personal "trifles" for the godmother , the postman, the newspaper messenger, the saxophone teacher, the hip hop trainer ...
.... is sometime through with Christmas and with love.
Then it has made a fool of himself, then it is a gift to be able to doze on the sofa with the man you knew in front of the children and the Labrador.
Then we can continue to do so until the description fits the description that the journalist Marie-Luise Scherer has made to her aunts: "As far as my aunts are concerned, each was a ruler who endured her husband more than she loved him And when, in old age, these men no longer left the kitchen, only stood in the way and were a factor in the disorder, they soon dying. "
Can not we paint a gift with the children, squeeze the saxophone teacher's hand warmly, buy the biscuits and really enjoy the love of our lives at Christmas?
But there is also the other extreme. Recently I met with my girlfriend Marie for a coffee. Once more heart pouring in the raging parting fight with Hannes, her husband.
Rose war for months. And four children are crouching in the trenches.
I had just poured sugar on the cappuccino froth when she said, "I ordered something nice for Hannes for Christmas weeks ago." -
"Is there a new Hannes?" -
"No, for old Hannes," she said, shaking her sugar packets. "We've known each other for so long, I know what he's happy about."
Have you ever had milk froth in your trachea? The horror.
Christmas is crazy, right?
Always happy to give your sweetheart!
Text of Who's actually with Katzenklo on www.wer-ist-eigentlich-dran-mit-katzenklo.blogspot.de
