March 08, 2007

We're through.

There are signs when a relationship is over. When a husband and wife no longer find themselves compatible with each other. The thought of spending any one on one time with their spouse is so painful; they’d rather do something like watch a 12-hour marathon of Walker, Texas Ranger. (I can’t believe that show made it to syndication). We all know that not all relationships were meant to last forever. Even the ones we think are perfect sometimes fall apart. It’s easy to know when this is happening when you can see the signs.

Of course there is the increased arguing. The snide comments and dirty looks can be a dead give away. Sometimes it’s the impatience with their partner or constantly irritated by the others actions. The decreasing use of pet names is a bad sign. Then there is the cessation of all affection. A lack of courtesy or inconsideration towards each other is a huge warning. The individual thinking more about themselves then their partner. Finally there are the more nefarious signs, such as plots to injure or hurt the spouse.

With a heavy heart I must say that Ktreva and I have fallen into this state of relationship. I had thought we had a good strong marriage only to find out that it isn’t true. Maybe I missed all the other signs, but she sent a very strong one this week.

I asked her to pick me up a box of Frosted Mini-Wheats from the store. Do you know what that witch did? She got me ORGANIC Frosted Mini-Wheats.

If she still loved me she wouldn’t try to turn me into a Hippy!

Posted by Contagion in Bullshite at March 8, 2007 07:08 PM | TrackBack


Dude... it's really over.

Posted by: That 1 Guy at March 8, 2007 07:47 PM

O.M.G. - you had me really worried there. Dammit.

Posted by: Mrs. Who at March 8, 2007 08:28 PM

ROTFLMAO! Yaa.. I thought my hubby was going to die when I brought home whole grain Goldfish. ;-)

Posted by: vw bug at March 8, 2007 08:39 PM

Wow, thats just wrong! How dare her?!?!

The real issue is why would anything organic be frosted to begin with?

Posted by: Jabbah at March 8, 2007 08:53 PM

What the hell - she was SUPPOSED to be getting the mini-wheats with added meaty sausage bits!! How can she get that confused?

Posted by: Shadoglare at March 8, 2007 10:39 PM

There's still hope! You must perform a hippie exorcism! Strap her down and crank up the Slayer...

Posted by: Graumagus at March 9, 2007 02:49 AM

On a side note, where can I get the Mini-beef jerky wheats at? Since I eat frosted mini-wheats instead of potato chips, I need these... now...

Posted by: Graumagus at March 9, 2007 02:50 AM

There may still be hope... as long as she hasn't turned in her regular wheels for a VW bus... I'm just sayin'...


Posted by: Teresa at March 9, 2007 05:34 PM

Well, not unless this goes into production ;)

Posted by: Shadoglare at March 9, 2007 06:01 PM

Is that patchouli I smell?

Posted by: oddybobo at March 12, 2007 01:46 PM