Waiting . . . . on a friend?
Jill Said:
I'm not a big Stones fan, but I've always been partial to that song, "Waiting on a Friend" You know, the one that goes:
I'm not waiting on a lady.
I'm just waiting on a friend.
I'm just waiting on a friend.
I think that's such a fantastic sentiment. And it helps to make sense of the fact that ole skinny Mick somehow manages to attract all the gorgeous models.
Here's the thing. Eric is not very tolerant of my primping time. He doesn't care for curling irons. He prefers that I get rid of the mascara and lipstick. Shoot, he's not even sure why I need to bother with the shampoo. And the conditioner? Well the conditioner definitely needs to go.
It's not that he's actually opposed to the products. He's just opposed to the time invested in their application.
Sigh. . . .if only I had a dollar for every time he burst into the bathroom to insist that I "hurry up and get in the car."
My retort? It's usually something along the lines of: "I'm sorry dear, but you married a woman. Next time, you'll just have to make sure that you marry yourself a man."
Honestly, I don't even think I'm that bad. Start to finish it's about 45 minutes. That's good, right? (If you say "no" then I'm definitely not going to mention how long it took me in high school.) Plus, I'm multitasking the whole time. For example, the cotton ball of toner I apply is later used to wipe his shaving scum off the sink. The towel I pick up off the floor belongs to him. The bathroom garbage can I empty while the curling iron heats up was filled by both of us. You get the picture.
So why can't Eric just hum a few bars of Waiting on a Friend and chill out with the sports page for a few minutes?
Eric Said:
[Long Pause]
A-hem, Eric Said:
Eric? Eric?
Sorry, Eric grew impatient and is now in the garage honking the horn and gunning the engine. Maybe we could all burst into a collective round "Waiting on a Friend" to ease his tortured mind.
Anyone else have this problem?
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posted by Jill at 9:13 PM
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My wife Jenn definately takes longer to do things. It's not so much the act of doing her hair, or showering, it's more the prep time. She is better than she used to be though, so I won't pick on her.
In general, 45 minutes beginning to end is not bad. Just be happy Eric isn't playing "(I can't get no) Satisfaction".
This reminds me of a country song. I think it is called, "She don't know she's beautiful." In one part of the song he says he thinks his wife is beautiful first thing in the morning when she wakes up, messy hair and no make-up.
My husband agrees with the song. I tried to skip the shower this morning, but one look in the mirror and I realized that there was no way I was leaving the house looking like that. I don't care what my hasband or the country singer say - I wasn't beautiful.
Last Sunday, I went to a Super Bowl party with my beau. Beforehand, we had been watching movies in sweatpants and sans showers that day. When I told him I needed to shower and change before we went to the party at HIS friends' house, his response was, "Why? Just wear that. You look great!"
While that was flattering to hear and nice to know that he doesn't just want a dolled-up trophy girlfriend, I felt much better having at least SHOWERED before meeting his friends!
My bare minimum (which I'm lucky to get to these days) takes about 20 minutes including the shower. But I don't "do" my hair - just brush it out, and maybe put it in a ponytail. So, I can generally get it done during a nap - IF the boys are cooperating and sleeping more than 5 minutes without someone holding them. Touchstone does get impatient with anything that makes him wait. I keep trying to tell him how good he has it.
It takes me an hour including shower to get ready. I'm not even sure what takes so long, cause I don't do anything to my hair and don't even use that much make up. I think I take the MOST time in the shower, just standing there in the hot water stream. Or looking in the mirror wondering what happen to the face I used to know.
Ahhh, I hear ya on this one, Jill! John is definitely more tolerant though (no honking or engines revving) but he manages to get his point across whenever he wanders into the bathroom and just looks...and looks... and looks.
Forty-five minutes is good, especially for a mom as busy as you are! Give yourself a pat on the back for being able to get your game-face (and hair) done along with cleaning up mama-style in under an hour!
You-GO, Girl!!!
I'm not sure i've truly "gotten ready" in the last 15 months. How old is my son??? 15 months. Like someone said before, i am lucky to get a shower during his nap. If not, its 3.5 min while he stands outside the door (totally see thru glass by the way) screaming til i get out! on most days i brush my hair and throw on some lipgloss. but i have a feeling if i went the whole 9 yards (full makeup, curling iron, accessories...) my husband wouldn't even notice. (brandi)
Yes, I have this problem... especially the cleaning up after him as I go part!
I use the cotton ball to wipe the sink too!
My husband doesn't usually get too impatient, but he does like to announce what time it is every five minutes or so.
"It's 6:45!"
"Yes, thank you, I can tell time."
"It's 6:50!"
"I know, I have a watch."
"LET'S GO!"
Are you sure we aren't married to the same man???
And no, 45 minutes isn't a long time (including shower, right?)!
Carrie
I just have to comment. While I take 25-45 min (depending on how long it takes to dry my hair and have it look somewhat decent) my husband neither complains or complements me on the time factor. He really doesn't give a hoot. What our problem is, is that he waits until the very last second to get ready himself and I usually end up having to scramble doing not only myself, but my six year old as well. Even though there was ample time for either my husband to get him ready or for him to get ready on his own. Just once I would love to get all done with my primping and see that both husband and 6 year old are ready to go, and I didn't have to do anything.
I also have a teenage girl, and that's a totally different story.
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