Somethings Very Small But Still Drive Me Nuts

fmdog44

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This one is tops on my list. It goes like this. Her: Can I get you anything? Me: No thanks. Her: You sure?
I always say under my breath, "No, I am never sure! I have no idea what I want or need. I should see a psychiatrist and soon." Help Me! Help me now!"
 

I admit that it doesn't take much to drive me nuts. My not nuts, and drive nuts is on a hair trigger. And it's like fmdoog's.
Q. "Do you want to eat?
A. No.
Q. How about a ham sandwich?
A No. I'm not hungry.
Q, How about a cheeseburger?
A. No, I'm full.
Q. How about some soup?
A. No. I Don't want anything.
Q How about some ice cream?
This goes on till I leave the room, searching for something useful to strangle someone.
 
Hubby and I go through the ask and reply game every now and then, particularly when we get tired of food.

I'm forever in the kitchen making this and making that, and so I'll say to hubby...

Me: What should we have to eat tonight?
Hubby: I was just thinking the same thing, what do you want?
Me: I don't know, I'm tired of big meals.
Hubby: Yeah, me, too.
Me: So do you have anything in mind?
Hubby: Not really, do you?
Me: Not really.

It's on nights like this where I usually visit the deepfreeze and pull something out willy-nilly and call it supper.
 
When I dated in college, every Saturday it was the same thing:

He: "What do you want to do tonight?"
Me: "I don't know. What do you want to do?"
He: "I don't know. You think of something."
Me: " How about going bowling?"
He: "It seems we just did that."
Me: " Well, you suggest something."
He: "What do you want to do?"

and we'd go again for a few rounds and ended up going to the Red Barn and a movie. Reminded me of this scene from "Marty":

 
This one is tops on my list. It goes like this. Her: Can I get you anything? Me: No thanks. Her: You sure?
I always say under my breath, "No, I am never sure! I have no idea what I want or need. I should see a psychiatrist and soon." Help Me! Help me now!"
Well, I guess it's true what they say about no good deed going unpunished. All those times I've said, "You sure I can't get you anything?" or "Well, let me you know if you change your mind; I'm glad to help.", I had no idea I was being so irritating. Learn something new every day, I guess. (About the easily irritated anyway. ;) )
 
My mother was notorious for playing the food game, a sample dialogue of which might go like this:
Q: Do you want anything before you go to bed?
A: No thanks, I’m fine.
Q: How about some of these cookies?
A: No really, I’m full. I don’t want anything.
Q: How about some chocolate cake?
A: No, nothing, thank you!
Q: Oh, you don’t know what’s good! 😾

In other words, accept my food offering which symbolizes love, or I shall become insulting and question your judgement...
 
Hubby and I go through the ask and reply game every now and then, particularly when we get tired of food.

I'm forever in the kitchen making this and making that, and so I'll say to hubby...

Me: What should we have to eat tonight?
Hubby: I was just thinking the same thing, what do you want?
Me: I don't know, I'm tired of big meals.
Hubby: Yeah, me, too.
Me: So do you have anything in mind?
Hubby: Not really, do you?
Me: Not really.

It's on nights like this where I usually visit the deepfreeze and pull something out willy-nilly and call it supper.

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We have nights like that @Aunt Marg
Last night It ended up smashed avocado on sourdough/ toast with a poached egg on top
I call it a light meal .

We can’t eat more than 5 “heavy meals’ a week and even then they are not real “heavy” .,we don’t eat allot of carbs so we rarely eat rice / pasta / bread type of meals.
 
Every single day, when he would pick me up after work and we were eating out:

Hubs: Where do you want to go eat?
Me: I don't care. Anyplace you want to go is fine with me.
Hubs: No, you decide.
Me: Anyplace, anyplace at all, I don't care.
Hubs: No, you pick this time.
Me: Sigh.
Hubs: Come on. Where do you want to go?
Me: Alright. How about the Chinese place?
Hubs: Yeah. OR we could go for PIZZA!

We always go where he wants to go, but he puts me through this routine first so he can pretend it's a mutual decision.
 
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Ask and reply conversations come with living together territory. I tend to look at them as a gift (e.g., better than having no one asking) and try to make them more interesting and lively with humor, sass or whatever will bring out a smile. Doesn't always work but that's life also.
 
Something small but drives me nuts is these tiny flies we have in the house. Trying to read and they are buzzing around my head. I keep the garbage out of the house each night, have sprayed, but they keep showing up. I went to swat one the other night and hit my glasses and almost knocked them off. That did it….I have declared war on those suckers. 💀💀
I had a similar problem and, by chance, found out they were getting into the house from the garage. It was due to the movement of a variable door frame latch catch being just loose enough that the door didn't seal properly. Aside from small flys or gnats, we were getting tiny lady bugs coming in. Needless to say, this problem caused a good deal of back and forth conversation.
 
My mother was notorious for playing the food game, a sample dialogue of which might go like this:
Q: Do you want anything before you go to bed?
A: No thanks, I’m fine.
Q: How about some of these cookies?
A: No really, I’m full. I don’t want anything.
Q: How about some chocolate cake?
A: No, nothing, thank you!
Q: Oh, you don’t know what’s good! 😾

In other words, accept my food offering which symbolizes love, or I shall become insulting and question your judgement...
LOL, I think the difference between mothering mothers and mothering animals is that the latter seem to know when to give it up. :D
 
I admit that it doesn't take much to drive me nuts. My not nuts, and drive nuts is on a hair trigger. And it's like fmdoog's.
Q. "Do you want to eat?
A. No.
Q. How about a ham sandwich?
A No. I'm not hungry.
Q, How about a cheeseburger?
A. No, I'm full.
Q. How about some soup?
A. No. I Don't want anything.
Q How about some ice cream?
This goes on till I leave the room, searching for something useful to strangle someone.
You guys are lucky

Mine goes like this;

What's for breakfast?
Toast
No, really, what's for breakfast? (I'm a breakfast slut)
You said you weren't hungry
That was yesterday

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Something small but drives me nuts is these tiny flies we have in the house. Trying to read and they are buzzing around my head. I keep the garbage out of the house each night, have sprayed, but they keep showing up. I went to swat one the other night and hit my glasses and almost knocked them off. That did it….I have declared war on those suckers. 💀💀
Gotta attack from behind if its house flies
Even though they have a gazillion eyes seems nothing's covering their six
 
Summers are hot where I live and when I was still working I'd get a little itchy down in the private parts..
So here I go into to the local supermarket to buy something for jock itch. I make it to the store aisle were I thought I could find it only to see most of the shelves were empty with their items stacked up on the floor.

There were also two employees there, arranging everything around. One employee was a guy about my age at the time, and with him a young gal helping who was as cute as a bug.

"Is there something you're looking for?"
(where's the jock itch spray?) "Uh.. no thanks, I'm just passing through."
" Are you sure, we can help you find something."
"Naw that's okay,"
"It's not a problem, we can help you find something"
"Oh no, I'm fine, But thanks again, have a nice day." 😐
 
Something small but drives me nuts is these tiny flies we have in the house. Trying to read and they are buzzing around my head. I keep the garbage out of the house each night, have sprayed, but they keep showing up. I went to swat one the other night and hit my glasses and almost knocked them off. That did it….I have declared war on those suckers. 💀💀

They may be fruit flies, possibly from some bananas that got a bit too ripe or could be something else entirely. I only suggest fruit flies because I had some last year and they're very small and annoying. I got rid of them by putting some vinegar in a cup and adding a few drops of dish detergent to the vinegar and stirring gently. I left it open and on a counter in my kitchen. The vinegar smell attracts the flies while the detergent makes the surface tension of the vinegar less so the flies drop into it and drown. You don't need a whole cup full, just an inch or so will do. I found this solution online and it worked for me. I hope that it may help you too! 😊
 
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Summers are hot where I live and when I was still working I'd get a little itchy down in the private parts..
So here I go into to the local supermarket to buy something for jock itch. I make it to the store aisle were I thought I could find it only to see most of the shelves were empty with their items stacked up on the floor.

There were also two employees there, arranging everything around. One employee was a guy about my age at the time, and with him a young gal helping who was as cute as a bug.

"Is there something you're looking for?"
(where's the jock itch spray?) "Uh.. no thanks, I'm just passing through."
" Are you sure, we can help you find something."
"Naw that's okay,"
"It's not a problem, we can help you find something"
"Oh no, I'm fine, But thanks again, have a nice day." 😐
My husband battles jock-itch really bad, and he uses a small glass atomizer bottle filled with 99% alcohol with 50 drops of orange oil.

It's greatly helped him, though you can't use the mix if you've ben scratching, because it will light up your privates, but once the raised bumps and redness subsides, the spray kills the bacteria and helps prevent itching.
 
We have nights like that @Aunt Marg
Last night It ended up smashed avocado on sourdough/ toast with a poached egg on top
I call it a light meal .

We can’t eat more than 5 “heavy meals’ a week and even then they are not real “heavy” .,we don’t eat allot of carbs so we rarely eat rice / pasta / bread type of meals.
Sometimes at the height of summer when temps are through the roof, Kadee, I'll dish up some chickpeas, a variety of cold cuts, some sliced cheese, a few pickles, maybe some pickled beets, and that's supper, and surprisingly it makes for a refreshing change.

Quick, easy, tasty.
 
I admit that it doesn't take much to drive me nuts. My not nuts, and drive nuts is on a hair trigger. And it's like fmdoog's.
Q. "Do you want to eat?
A. No.
Q. How about a ham sandwich?
A No. I'm not hungry.
Q, How about a cheeseburger?
A. No, I'm full.
Q. How about some soup?
A. No. I Don't want anything.
Q How about some ice cream?
This goes on till I leave the room, searching for something useful to strangle someone.
OMG, that's me with my grandsons! 😢
 

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