Ivy says:
Now, not the REAL spousal abuse. That’s a very serious subject, that I’m not intending to poke fun of. But “Taking your spouse WAY out of their comfort zone” was too long for the subject line.
So, a couple of weeks ago I was at the bank and from across the room, I spied a poster that had, among other things, Hello Kitty debit cards on it. “Ask your associate how you can get one today,” the poster said. Oh, believe me, I asked. I’m a total sucker for the Hello Kitty marketing machine. I have a Hello Kitty toaster, for goodness’ sakes! Of course I wanted a Hello Kitty debit card.
And just for the asking, it was mine. I got it in the mail about a week ago, and I’ve been gleefully using it ever since. But then, yesterday came and I got a surprise. The bank had sent Mr. Ivy a Hello Kitty debit card, too. Uhm. Uh oh.
Mr. Ivy is not a fan of Hello Kitty. He’ll eat Hello Kitty toast, but there’s no way he’ll use a Hello Kitty debit card. I called the bank to make sure he didn’t HAVE to use it, since his debit card is nice and plain with no pink cuteness. “He’ll have to call in and order another debit card,” they told me.
Fortunately, he can use his current debit card until the new one gets here, but he about had a coronary when I told him about the Hello Kitty debit card. “This is spousal abuse!” he joked. “I’ll watch Project Runway with you, I’ll even eat Hello Kitty toast. But a Hello Kitty debit card is just going too far.”
So, Home Eccers, that begs the question: what have you done to take your spouse way out of their comfort zone? What spousal “abuse” have you committed recently?
Wow. That’s awesome.
I’m making my husband go to TWO weddings over the next couple of months. I think he’d prefer the Hello Kitty card.
LOL. I can’t think of anything right now, but that just reminds me of when I went to order checks for our joint account and wanted cute girly checks. He told me I could get them ONLY if we got Superman checks the next go around. I ordered nice nuetral checks and will save the girly ones for my personal account now that I have one.
I added my husband to my mary kay visa card because I constantly misplace my card and having a back up with the same number was great. The only problem is that it is bright pink with lipsticks all over it. Its in his wallet about half the time and he actually does use it. Every time I see it I smile.
My husband misplaced his cell phone all the time and I crocheted him a cell phone holder that he could wear on his belt. It wasn’t pink… it was purple (only yarn color I had at the time). He rolled his eyes – “Crochet?” You’d have thought I made him a toilet paper cozy or something.
Anyway, he DID use it… until he went to the cell phone store a month later and bought another one.
At least he doesn’t misplace that phone anymore!
Besides the emergency run to the store for “sanitary napkins,” I haven’t committed any serious spousal abuse with my hubby. Now he just shrugs and has actually gotten used to it. My little sister, on the other hand, is HORRIFIED that I’d ever ask him to do that under ANY circumstances! Yeah, she’s 17.
Trips for nursing pads, tampax, and all of the other fabulous feminine accouterments. He handles them bravely and in stride with the attitude, “Hey, at least these are for my cute Wife and not my Mom.” heh. At least, that’s what he says.
He’s really a champ. Great with childbirth, girlie issues and gossip. He hates having to pick up phones though. Small talk makes him -very- uncomfortable. Go figure!
Tinkerbell checks followed the Mary Engelbreit checks, but (in my defense) he never uses checks, so it really wasn’t a big deal…
My husband is a mad scientist/greasemonkey. I’m a wine connoisseur and foodie, so before we met I was always going to various business, charity, and political galas. He’ll go with me, but it’s painful watching the agony he goes through getting cleaned up and dressed for them (he usually has stains on his hands that won’t come out, for example). I’m not sure he’s out of his comfort zone once we get there, but after all the drama leading up to it, I sure am…
I’ve never done anything to torture my hubby. Seriously can’t think of a thing… But my ten year old, now there’s some stories. And I am on my third set. By now I have practice, so she’s learning to sigh, roll her eyes and pray that I get a hobby. She makes up for it by dressing the dog in tutus. He doesn’t mind the color, it’s just a tight fit around areas he’d rather not have a tight fit…
I promise I have never dressed hubby up in a tutu or taken his picture on the first day of work outside his cubicle. EVIL GRIN
I bought our son a doll, “You mean GI Joe, right?” Nope – full on doll with a bottle. The kid loves it.
I took what he calls the “ultimate man food” and deemed it a great PMS food….. Teriyaki flavored Beef Jerky… hey, it’s sweet, it’s salty, and it takes some effort to bite off and chew… great for working out that PMS aggression!! LOL!
I surprised my wife with mashed sweet potatoes for dinner. You’da thunk I had asked a four year old to eat broccoli.
I did get her eating spinach though. It’s mostly food stuff that gets her out of her comfort zone. Her parents raised her on a steady diet of bland, boring and brown. I cook like a crazed reality show contestant trying to impress Gordon Ramsey. 😉
Hmmm. I’ve definately sent him to the store for feminine items, tampons, pads etc. Also, any time there’s been an issue of lice (Oh the joy of parenthood) I make HIM get the combs and stuff. I figure hey, he shaves his head so they’ll know it’s not for him so he’s got nothing to be embarrassed about, lol!
No wait! I got it! I made him go with me to a passion party (kind of like a tupperware party for adult products) because a friend invited and begged me to go to hers and I absolutely refused to go alone, but I think that one bothered me even more than it did him so not sure if it counts…
Ivy, that is priceless! What I don’t understand is that he didn’t order one for himself, yet he got one. So, if he goes and orders another…without ordering one for you…doesn’t the cycle begin again?
We have the cable package that has a few dozen music channels (not videos, just music) and for most of this week I have kept it on ‘Classic Country” and even made D dance w/ me to a few of them. It’s like water torture for him and I…well. I just don’t mind that so much, as it turns out.
You have a Hello Kitty debit card? What a bank! I think I’m going to mine and find out if we do have cards with hello Kitty on them!
I forgot our anniversity, plus i hung out in a bar that day. But I will remember next year, if she is still here