My Husband’s Disorders
By Bonnie Gillespie (author, casting director–Hollywood) http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie/
I love my husband. Yes, yes I do. (I’m still amazed, daily, that I even got married, as that’s SO not my thing. But whatever. I dig this boy and he’s stuck around longer than anyone else I’ve shacked with–and believe me, I do my best to scare the boys off within a year [and I usually succeed].)

Keith has a couple of disorders that I must share, as maybe someone out there can commiserate and advise.
Keith will always: vacuum the floors (Yay!) and then take the vacuum cleaner back to the closet in which it lives. And park it. Right outside the closet. Seriously. Like two feet and a tiny thickness of DOOR away from its HOME. And there it will sit. As evidence that hunter man has killed the dust? Not sure. I really don’t get this. It’s so dang close to “put away.” What IS that?!?
and
Expiration dates: Keith doesn’t believe in them on things like eggs or milk. See, I’m super-hyper-obnoxious about expiration dates (except on drugs, because I figure if the Rx is yummy-fun today, it’s got extra special magical qualities after its expiration date), so I want to throw out foodstuffs within hours of their “best before” dates (and typically on the early side of those dates). Keith, on the other hand, will just eat and deal with “it,” digestively. (Lucky me.) But tonight, as Keith swam in the tub and readied his face for shaving, he asked me to bring him his razor and I offered up some shaving cream… mine. “No. Yours is old!” he said. Huh? What?!? My super cool girlie shave gel is awesome and what the hell does it matter if it’s old? Define OLD as chemicals go.
“No. I need mine. It’s newer.”
Say it’s more butch. Say it’s better for hearty boy beard stuff (as opposed to my girlie creamy gel stuff made for fair-haired girls’ occasional needs).
But say it’s NEWER and that’s what makes it okay to use?
WHAT?!?
April 9th, 2007 at 11:30 am
Hi Bonnie;)
April 9th, 2007 at 2:20 pm
That’s weird. Was your shaving gel frangranced? If it was perhaps he didn’t want to smell like a raspberry or something and was just being tactful?
April 9th, 2007 at 4:17 pm
You forgot to mention that he also pees on your leg… (See the first comment. Giggle.)
April 10th, 2007 at 12:38 am
Another little quirk about Bonnie’s husband is that he hate me.
April 10th, 2007 at 8:16 am
It’s not just you, Ed. It’s all boys. He peed on Leemer’s leg early and often.
April 10th, 2007 at 2:57 pm
Yeah but Leemer LIKES that sorta stuff;)
April 10th, 2007 at 9:12 pm
How come everyone seems to know Bonnie’s husband?
April 10th, 2007 at 11:53 pm
Never met him.