tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24798416863750584262012-01-04T09:57:13.488-08:00I've been married to my wife for over 25 years and she never ceases to amaze me, in more ways than one - here are some of her more stupid moments...Joe Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919781312706516815noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479841686375058426.post-25035425999032524352009-11-22T04:21:00.000-08:002009-11-22T06:56:25.063-08:00It's an all in one multi-tool solution more commonly known as "a knife" - the kind you and I might eat our dinner with which may explain why she always seems to make a dogs dinner of whatever task she undertakes with it.<br />Today she used her multi-tool to clean the dishwasher filter. I explained the component she was scratching at could be removed but she was happy jiggling her multi-tool around in there for ten minutes or so before proudly proclaiming "that's better" - than what? I resisted.<br />It's good for pretty much anything except removing toast and current buns which get stuck in the toaster - it doesn't stop her using it but the last time I pointed out it's a metal knife in an electric toaster she grumpily shouted "Well buy me a rubber knife then!"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479841686375058426-2503542599903252435?l=mywifesstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Joe Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919781312706516815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479841686375058426.post-30104257510483056742008-11-08T09:03:00.000-08:002008-11-08T09:07:47.286-08:00The famous lose-lose question no husband can ever answer correctly but on this occasion I had a get out clause.<br />My wife had dressed up to go out and she entered the room and asked how her outfit looked.<br />However she had walked into my office which was plunged in darkness so I couldn't see a thing!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479841686375058426-3010425751048305674?l=mywifesstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Joe Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919781312706516815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479841686375058426.post-34534878188437676622008-11-08T08:36:00.000-08:002008-11-08T08:58:20.693-08:00I was suffering from haemorrhoids (piles) which as anyone has suffered will tell you can be a really painful condition. I asked my wife to pick up some haemorrhoid cream and she returned home and proudly presented me with suppositories instead (medicine taken up the bum in case you are wondering).<br /><br />This really should have set the alarm bells rings but my stupiDAR clearly wasn't working, probably because I was in pain, so I "took the medicine" and settled down to watch TV and some much needed pain relief.<br /><br />To my consternation about half an hour later I had to run for the toilet and, because I had piles, the resulting explosion was extremely painful. This dash and splash routine continued for several hours during which time I read the packet (if only I had heeded the warnings to always read the instructions) to discover she had purchased and given me constipation tablets to take!<br /><br />However unlikely this seems, I can assure you it really is a TRUE STORY!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479841686375058426-3453487818843767662?l=mywifesstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Joe Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919781312706516815noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479841686375058426.post-52168496618532200422008-11-08T08:23:00.001-08:002008-11-08T08:26:49.315-08:00So she was ironing a shirt and accidentally burnt her... neck!<br />A feat much easier to achieve because she was wearing the shirt at the time.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479841686375058426-5216849661853220042?l=mywifesstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Joe Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919781312706516815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479841686375058426.post-42997007818517523392008-11-08T08:09:00.001-08:002008-11-08T08:20:29.541-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5F-zDFdXlOY/SRW8RTYe1VI/AAAAAAAAAPg/V1ulfFcmre4/s1600-h/eating-chips.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5F-zDFdXlOY/SRW8RTYe1VI/AAAAAAAAAPg/V1ulfFcmre4/s320/eating-chips.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266322344726418770" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Some people like to eat them out of paper, others prefer the more traditional knife and fork method. My wife prefers the "hands-free" approach which, typically, was the stupid choice.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479841686375058426-4299700781851752339?l=mywifesstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Joe Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919781312706516815noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479841686375058426.post-43749841686527795622008-11-08T07:49:00.000-08:002008-11-08T08:14:59.933-08:00So there we were sat around the kitchen table when my wife chipped into the conversation with "It was really good news about Adama wasn't it?"...<br />Yep, she was really talking about President Elect Obama.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479841686375058426-4374984168652779562?l=mywifesstupid.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Joe Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00919781312706516815noreply@blogger.com0