How come that there are so many posts, or at least the ones I've read, where guys say "my wife thinks I'm nuts" or "..I'd have a hard time getting her approval...".
I understand that any relationship is a two way street. And I know that communication is most important and that communal living can be challenging on occasion, but for god's sake, why is it that wives have a hard time sharing the passion and can't be a little more supportive? It's a passion and a hobby! Just like the guys who like to build model cars or planes or work on cars or collect things,...that kinda stuff.
My solution: Have one major account for all family expenses and two private ones. By devoting a certain amount each month, week or bi-week, you make sure that everybody has their own money.
I think much of it is in jest. It is not a financial consideration, it is more of self depreciation. Among the many things I always wanted to do was be a stand up comedian or a musician. In this light I use my wife for comedic intent or in the case of shopping for large ticket items I always say I have to check with her first, it is not the case (I think).
Henny Youngman said the following among many things:
My wife is an earth sign. I'm a water sign. Together we make mud.
A woman says to a man, "I haven't seen you around here." "Yes, I just got out of jail for killing my wife." "So you're single!"
Take my wife, please!
I've been married for 49 years. Where have I failed?
I've been in love with the same woman for 49 years. If my wife every finds out, she'll kill me!
My wife and I have the secret to making a marriage last. Two times a week, we go to a nice restaurant, a little wine, good food. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays.
Someone stole all my credit cards, but I won't be reporting it. The thief spends less than my wife did.
I take my wife everywhere, but she keeps finding her way back.
I asked my wife, "Where do you want to go for our anniversary?" She said, "Somewhere I have never been!" I told her, "How about the kitchen?"
We always hold hands. If I let go, she shops.
My wife has a black belt in shopping.
My wife will buy anything marked down. Last year she bought an escalator.
All my wife does is shop - once she was sick for a week, and three stores went under.
She has an electric blender, electric toaster, electric bread maker. Then she said, "There are too many gadgets, and no place to sit down! So what did I do? Bought her an electric chair.
My wife loves to shop at Bloomingdale's. I bring her mail there twice a week.
My wife and I went back to the hotel where we spent our wedding night. Only this time, I stayed in the bathroom and cried.
My wife drives the wrong way on a one way street. The cop pulled her over and asked, "Where are you going?" My wife said, "I must be late, everyone is all coming back!"
My wife told me the car wasn't running well, there was water in the carburetor. I asked where the car was, and she told me it was in the lake.
My wife and I went to a hotel where we got a waterbed. My wife called it the Dead Sea.
My wife is on a new diet. Coconuts and bananas. She hasn't lost weight, but can she climb a tree!
She was at the beauty shop for two hours. That was only for the estimate.
She got a mudpack and looked great for two days. Then the mud fell off.
She ran after the garbage truck, yelling, "Am I too late for the garbage?" "No, jump in!"
I bought my wife a little Italian car. A Mafia. It has a hood under the hood.
Three weeks ago, she learned how to drive. Last week she learned how to aim it.
I came home, the car was in the dining room. "How did you get the car in here?" "Easy, I took a left at the kitchen."