Merry Hubby’s Corner XXX-mas!!!

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Like most people, you’ve likely spent years making Xmas all about the children; making them as happy as possible for Xmas. Whether you agree this is the intension of the Xmas holiday or not – most would agree it’s the thing that makes Xmas most special.

Creating traditions, putting together toys into the wee-hours of the night, putting extra attention in the wrapping of the presents, putting together special yummy treats all the while experiencing the ultimate gift of giving….the moment their eyes bulge out of their head as they throw their arms above theirs heads and wiggle in their undies as they SQUEE with delight.

AND like a lot of other people, Natalie and I now find ourselves with a child that is grown and moved out on his own, living his own life, leaving us in the empty nest. Traditions forcibly changed, making Xmas a lot different from before.

Well I say NO MORE!!!

Hubby Claus and his ‘lil elf’ want to pass along how you can put the XXX back into Xmas this year. I say an empty nest is the perfect opportunity to have a little adult fun over the Holiday Season. Check out the following ideas for you and your spouse’s holiday excitement.

Let’s check out the buzz over at the holiday night stand at Chocolate Fantasies.

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Don Wand Glass Candy Cane Dildo

This beautiful glass dildo is shaped like a candy cane and will electrify any Xmas tryst making your holiday spirit bright!

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The Candy Cane Vibe

Whether you are looking to give yourself the ultimate gift or looking to shake things up, this bad boy is another Holiday treat that will leave you anything but minty fresh!

Now that we’ve got the buzz, let’s check out wrapping supplies:

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The Xmas Tuggie

And if the real thing is more your style, what better way to wrap your gift than with the Xmas Tuggie (inspired by Jenny Hansen’s Undie Chronicles)

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Unwrap Me Satin Bow Teddy

Your man will want to tear into this package with excitement and vigor!

SO that covers gifts and wrapping supplies…now check out these decorations:

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And instead of keeping the mistletoe PG this year – nothing gets the party started like a little XXX mistletoe:

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Now that the place is decorated – how about some Holiday treats:

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So you see – even though the kids might be doing their own thing – thanks to Hubby’s Corner you can still spend the night…

Creating traditions, putting together toys into the wee-hours of the night, putting extra attention in the wrapping of the presents, putting together special yummy treats all the while experiencing the ultimate gift of giving….the moment their eyes bulge out of their head as they throw their arms above their heads and wiggle in their undies as they SQUEE with delight.

MERRY XXX-MAS TO ALL & TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!

Hubby Claus!

How do you and your empty nesting spouse plan to celebrate the Holiday season? Any new traditions since the kids moved out? How do you spice things up at Xmas? For those with small children, how do you keep the triple xxx in your Xmas? Come on…share the wealth…

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For the month of November and December, I am proud to be taking part in the Holiday Yum Blog Hop where a group of uber bloggers will regale you with recipes and funny cooking stories.

This week’s highlights:

Already Posted:

Stay tuned for:

  • December 10: Kathy Owen’s Butter Spritz Cookies
  • December 14: Ellen M. Gregg’s Old-fashioned Buttermilk Sugar Cookies (with Christmas punch)
  • December 17: I am back with a recipe for Cheesecake that is so simple but even I messed it up once
  • December 19: Jenny Hansen’s Holly Candy
  • December 23: Jess Witkins will entice us with either some comfort food or appetizer
  • December 26: Kathy Owen will come through with beef rib-eye roast with currant jelly brown gravy
  • December 28:  I will give you some fabulous Mocktail options for your New Year’s Eve parties

Be sure to check out our ever uberlicious host, Kathy Owen’s Holiday Yum page and leave her some blog hop luv!

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Hubby’s Corner: What’s crack-a-lackling?

Happy Blogday to me!!!  Today’s post marks one full year since I posted my first Hubby’s Corner.

Now I know my 12 posts do not compare to Natalie’s 400+ posts but I still feel a sense of accomplishment and pride as I think back to the fun and laughs I’ve had over the past year and the sinking realization that our lives are just simply crazy and full of surprises, embarrassing moments, and little incidents that make you belly laugh to the core while tears run down your cheeks.

Just such a moment recently transpired.

Let me paint the mood. We just left our favorite Chinese place where we had a great supper with our friends Laura and Jeremy aka Laremey (portmanteau = Laura + Jeremy). We arrived at our local theatre, cutely titled “The Playhouse”.  We hand over our tickets and are escorted to our seats by a vest clad, flashlight-holding, middle-aged man.

The seats are plush, the lights are dim and we are all snuggled up tightly in our theatre style seating. We’ve got our usual crazy chuckle banter going on amongst ourselves. Always aware of my surroundings, I notice the seats in front of us are occupied and new patrons have just been escorted to the row in front of us. As the people currently seated rise to a standing position – it happened!!!

Directly in front of Natalie’s face – only mere inches away – was a big hairy, toothless grin of an ass crack! So with cat-like reflexes I nudge Natalie’s arm and like a deer caught in the headlights her eyes bulge and her mouth drops and remains open for several seconds. Laura seated next to Natalie, almost simultaneously discovers the spectacular view before her as well.

As I look over at the two of them preparing themselves for the inevitable ‘sit down’ my inner devil is tearing at my flesh in an effort to ask the pair of them “What’s Crack-a-lackling Ladies!” but alas I cannot. As I opened my mouth in an effort to speak nothing came out as the gentleman was in the initial launch sequence of the seated position and WHOOP THERE IT IS!!

We were all a captive audience to this indecent exposure several more times over the next 15 minutes period. Every time a person wanted in or out of the row in front of us, we knew what was coming and we all braced ourselves; white knuckled in our chairs. Some of us squinted, some of us looked away, but then you’d catch someone or someone caught you stealing a glance and the four of us would break out in hysterical laughter and tears.

We went to see some comedy at “The Playhouse” that night but what we couldn’t have guessed was that the most laughs of the night came from “Johnny Ass-Cracker” seated in front of us!

Writers Note: I try to reach out and touch all my readers, never letting any of them fall through the cracks. I do not claim to be a writer but I always take a crack at it. So please don’t crack down on my writing; stay calm; crack open a drink, crack some jokes, crack a window and crack a smile….causing you never know what’s crack-a-lackling here at Hubby’s Corner – a place for pondering!!!

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Hubby’s Corner: What superhero would you be?

When most people stop and think about superheroes, most would tend to reference the more traditional forms of superheroes seen in this picture. Superman; Batman; Flash Gordon; the possibilities are endless.

A superhero is typically someone who has obtained some form of super power through some spectacular event in his life. But it can also be simply someone who is a costumed person of mystery fighting for a personal cause.

How many times have you ever caught yourself daydreaming – If I were a superhero, who would I be? I think everybody has some favorite superhero or super power they wish they had at one point in their lives. So as I sit here pondering my superhero options, I think I finally have the answer!

I have always thought that the Invisible Man would be super cool. The fun I’d have just messing with people and the sights I’d see. Check out the pic of me waiting patiently in the women’s locker room. Can you see me???

Or maybe Batman, with his bat-belt gadgets. He usually has everything on that belt for every occasion. He was a real boy scout prepared for anything.

Then I quickly switched to Spiderman with his wall climbing and web swinging and quick draw web shooting but I was concerned about the costume selection!??  NAH!

Then it came to me!!!

BANG!   POW!   SMACK!

Over the years I’ve occasionally been referred to (by Natalie’s friends) as Nat’s Man.

That’s right this looks like a job for ….dunt-da-da-dahhhh!!!!     

I can just imagine NATSMAN swooping in to aid my damsel in distress; saving her from the hands of evil doers. I picture her looking deeply into NATSMAN’s eyes with awe and amazement of my greatness as I whisk her away to safety while stealing a hot kiss!

But alas, I chuckle to myself …who am I kidding?! I have tears running down my cheeks as I sit here tossing around the endless NATSMAN costume possibilities. I’d like to think that NATSMAN would have a manly black unitard; hot-rod red accent colors with built-in body shaping amour – superhero Spanks you might say? But I’m not fooling anybody because if I was truly NATSMAN, I’d be dawned in a hot pink, glitter-covered unitard with perhaps a diamond studded g-knit with large pink stones where my balls used to reside.

My utility belt would be stocked with Nat’s cash, ID and lipstick (because none of her outfits have pockets). On the other side of the belt – a never-ending thermo cup of Butter Pecan Latte, foot cream and purple nail files. The best utility belt option would be my retractable car/house key holder – pink of course – so all doors before my damsel would be opened prior to her royal arrival. What I could not fit into my utility belt, I could store in my quick-as-a-flash hot pink, rhinestone covered murse (Portmanteau = Man + Purse).

On my right hand, I’d sport a feathered glove for giving great back tickles while she watches TV. And my left sleeve would contain magician style flowers that I could whip out at a moment’s notice. And as much as I would love to be a masked superhero…at this point I suspect my only head gear would be a sparkling tiara.

Regardless of the silly costume ideas and the elaborate images, I can’t help but be thankful for the day I met Natalie and every day since. You might say meeting her was the spectacular event in my life…where I obtained my super power and became forever known as dunt-da-da-dahhhh!!!!  

PS: NATSMAN is not the only superhero fantasy in the household!!!!

XOXO – UP! UP!  and AWAAAAYYYYYY!

Now that I told you my dirty little secret…what superhero would you be? Who is the real-life superhero in your life? Come on…share the wealth…

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Hubby’s Corner: One person’s junk is another person’s treasure!

Here at HC Headquarters we’ve previously detailed the relationship differences of Hot vs Cold.  Today we are dumpster diving head first into the relationship difference of Junk vs Treasure.

I’ve been a die-hard dumpster diver from as far back as I remember. It all started back when I was a kid and my father would take me along to our weekly dump run. While Dad was off-loading a truck full of boring garbage bags, I was lost in a fantasy world of wrecked metal cars and scrap metal looking for that one significant object that could be used for unimaginable fun; building something uber-cool! The possibilities – endless!

After the truck was empty, I’d throw my treasures in the back and Dad would always chuckle and say “I came to drop garbage off – not bring it home!

And that’s where it all began…

My sweet wife Natalie – let’s just say, does not share the same vision and imagination when it comes to my “treasures.”  She likes things fashionable – great packaging – showroom condition and top shelf all the way!

More than once I’ve brought something home from walking the dog on garbage night. Only to hear “they threw it out for a reason!

{Note from Natalie: let us not mention the broke-ass screen tent that you brought home and spent hours putting together only to discover, it really was a piece of shit. Don’t even get me started on the junk Christmas tree stand you insisted was fine. Might I remind you of the pine needle explosion followed by the emergency trip to the hardware store to pay top dollar for the last remaining deluxe tree stand that you tip your hat to every. single. Christmas! I will however concede that the washing machine inner drum that you literally dumpster dove for WAS in fact…genius! It served us for many a wonderful fires. All that to say…the treasures do NOT outweigh the trash albeit, the adventures are always good for a zillion laughs! And ain’t that what life’s really all about.}

One of many “treasure” signs you can find at the Flea Market

Our differences in this area were never more apparent than recently when I took Natalie to the NB Antique Auto Club annual flea market in Sussex. This place had it all; $5 parking, $10 admission, food vendors, and a full afternoon of junk treasure exploration in the 4-6 hours range. There was bounty as far as the eye could see.

We are talking knick-knacks, antiques, car parts, etc. Anything my wildest imagination could muster – I’m sure it was there…and up to me to uncover and discover.

Then I saw it – THE LOOK – it was the same look I got when I returned from walking the dog on garbage night. Similar to Lynnette Conroy’s Look of Death!

It was then that I knew that my little Love Peddle…my Flower…was not having it and not feeling the same excitement and magic as I was. I will say, my little Trooper held on for a full 2 hours below waving the white flag!

We still had a great day together holding hands and laughing. And as I walked through the flea market, I recalled the day we first met….and I realized Natalie must have been dumpster diving and thought to herself “one significant object that could be used for unimaginable fun; building something uber-cool! The possibilities – endless!“ when she stumbled upon me.

And I obviously thought to myself “hmmm! Fashionable – great packaging – showroom condition and top shelf all the way!

So I guess we aren’t that different after all and one person’s junk IS another person’s treasure!

What are some of the different quirks or interests between you and your partner that you indulge? Do either of you like to dumpster dive or hit flea markets? What trash treasures have you brought home? Come on…share the wealth…

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Hubby’s Corner: As legends has it…

In today’s today’s society, we run across the phrase “As Legend has it…” all to often followed by some urban myth or a wild tale of a tribal object holding mystical powers.

Every corner of the world has great local legends and stories that are passed down generation to generation. Each tale told holding onto a little thread of hope, doubt, possibility and uncertainty.

It is no secret that Natalie and I love to spend our April wedding anniversary in the tropical land of rum and white sandy beaches. That’s right Punta Cana, Dominican Republic.

And today I pass along a Dominican legend! A drink called Mamajuana.

Yes…this is a bartender holding up a jug of Mamajuana!

Mamajuana is a combination of dark rum, red wine, honey, bark (yes…bark), herbs, leaves, sticks and roots (yip…you read that right…see the picture to the right).

As legend has it, Mamajuana has mythical powers that can cure many ailments; the flu, prostate and ovarian disorders, digestion and circulation aid, blood cleanser, and kidney and liver tonic. BUT the most famous power is quite evident by its unofficial local nickname; “Dominican Viagra”.

This little ditty is normally served as a shot. So swim over to that pool bar and slap down your dripping wet dollar bill and cry out “MAMAJUANA POR FAVOR” and watch the eyeballs of your Dominican bartender come to life with a smile like no tomorrow!!! It’ll be combined with fist pumps, blowing it up, secret handshakes, wink and point combinations, innuendous looks, and celebratory hip thrusting as the bartender pours your shot and usually one for him/herself as you cry SALUT!!! And slam it down!

On one of these trips, I got quite a taste for the Mamajuana. It was the day of our anniversary when Natalie, our friend Mel and I swam over to the pool bar and in appropriate celebratory fashion I slapped down my dripping wet dollar bill and cried out “THREE MAMAJUANA POR FAVOR.”

The bartender quickly lit up and after a combination of fist bumps, blowing it up, secret handshakes, wink and point combinations, innuendous looks, and celebratory hip thrusting, Francisco started pouring our 3 shots into regular sized plastic beer cups. I….feeling a little adventurous (and a bit drunk)…said “No! No! No! Francisco…Fill those puppies to the brim…it’s our anniversary!!

I thought Francisco was going to die! He pointedly grinned at Natalie and assured her in his limited English that she would be having a good time that night and proceeded to indulge both of us in a combination of fist pumps, blowing it up, secret handshakes, wink and point combinations, innuendous looks, and celebratory hip thrusting.

After we left the bar Natalie and Mel refused to drink their Mamajuana, so I did the most logical thing I could think of. I drank all three of those bad boys. Duh!

Ever since that memorable day and every trip to the Dominican since, I have not been allowed to par-take in even the tiniest sampling of their sweet Mamajuana.

Natalie will not allow it.

Now…whenever the topic of Mamajuana comes up and I get asked “does it work? Is it really like Viagra?” my usual answer is a combination of fist pumps, blowing it up, secret handshakes, wink and point combinations, innuendous looks, and celebratory hip thrusting….

Followed by the phrase:

“AS LEGEND HAS IT…

AS LEGEND HAS IT!!!!”

Know any “as legend has it…” stories that you found out were true…or false…or better yet are SELF MADE??? Have you ever tried Mamajuana and lived to tell? Come on…share the wealth….

More blog deliciousness here:

  • Beautiful guest post by Tami Clayton at Sherry Isaac’s on wildflower women! A great reminder for all we have to be grateful for.
  • Loved August McLaughlin’s post on lessons she learned from her acting career that she’s using to benefit all aspects of her life!
  • LOVED Ginger Calem’s post on what feeds your soul. Beautiful and really got me thinking about what passions I should invest more time in!

Hubby’s Corner: the performance review


A performance review can be a great tool for an organization to evaluate an employee’s performance; be it good or bad.  It’s a great tool to communicate expectations and goals and share a two-way feedback that may not be communicated on a daily basis. I recently received my annual performance review and being a supervisor, I also had to deliver several performance reviews.

As I was preparing one of the performance reviews this week, it dawned on me. I wondered why people do not use performance reviews in their marriages and/or relationships? I think all of our relationships could benefit from well-defined goals and expectations and feedback. Each person in the relationship would know if their partner rates them to be exceeding expectations or continuously delivering at unsatisfactory levels. I think this would quickly thin out the herd and leave only the quality performers to make the cut and the others would either work on their weaknesses or be escorted to the door as they quit or fired.

I sat back in my chair, internally chuckling as I fantasized about delivering performance reviews to my friends, family and Natalie. I laughed even harder when I role played the exchange and feedback I might receive as a friend, relative, father or husband.

How many relationships are on cruise control where one side is not happy with something the other has done, said, or is not doing or saying?

I think everyone thinks they are doing a great job from their own mind’s eye but have you ever stopped to pull on the spectacles of the other person in this relationship?

I challenge you to stop and give the people in your life a performance review – let them know what you value, appreciate, and commend them on things you may just take for granted that they bring to your life. Take the opportunity to let them know what you are looking for from them. Then ask that person to give some honest feedback on how you might improve as a friend, relative, husband, etc.

Maybe if Harold had an annual performance review he wouldn’t feel this way about his marriage:

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Natalie and I give very regular feedback to one another, both serious and humorous, on what we expect for respect, loyalty, involvement, goals and dreams. And so far we both seem happy with our performance review. Neither of us has had to deliver the bad news…

Do you give and take annual performance reviews in your relationships? How do you think you rank? Come on…share the wealth….

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Hubby’s Corner: The Law of Opposites

German philosopher Georg Wilhelm Hegel once said: “Contradiction in nature is the root of all motion and of all life.

The world has countless examples of opposites where one could not exist without the other. Light could not exist without darkness; north-south; east-west; ying-yang; male-female; even our wedding vows are usually riddled with opposites; Better-worse, sickness-health, richer-poorer, joy-sorrow…..even the famous words representing life and death – until death do we part!

But Nobody! Not one person ever included anything about internal temperatures differences. You know what I’m talking about – the differences in you and your loving partner’s core internal heater or air conditioner.

Being a man of slightly larger girth, I am sporting a built-in sweater you might say – my heater runs hot 24/7. I don’t even own a sweater. I could sport shorts and no shirt 3 seasons of the year and a shirt and jeans for the 4th season. Rarely do I wear gloves in the winter. Basically it’s all hotness all the time over here in Hubbyville! (Calm your c-strings ladies – I don’t foresee myself being featured on Jillian’s MANDAY MONDAY quite yet!)

Now this is what I need:

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Over in Natalieville – her internal air conditioner is pumping out the BTU’s like no women’s business. Hot baths to get her core temp up are a daily occurrence. Blankets are her best friend – they are littered throughout our house on couches and chairs for their frequent usage. She could wear this robe 24/7 and be quite happy as long as it came in pink and she could get matching heels:

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Here is a great example of our internal heating differences documented. It’s a canoe trip we took last year around late-May/early-June. You’ll notice the extreme differences in our apparel:

*** You can bet there are thermal underwear under there!***

Hence the marital battle of thermal opposites commences:

  • In the vehicle the temp controls get more usage than the steering wheel – hot-cold-hot-cold.
  • The bedroom blankets become a human cocoon.
  • Windows are constantly opened and closed.
  • One of us is always sweating or covered in goose bumps.
  • Debates on the weather are a common occurrence – is it too hot to do this? Is it too cold to do that?
  • Come on in the pool is great – Brrr! That’s freezing!
  • Come on get in the tub it’s just right – Holy F! that’s boiling!
  • Around camp fires Natalie sits really close and I sit several feet back.
  • Natalie snuggles into to me to get warm – the extra body heat has me boiling.
  • And the saga continues…

So when Georg Wilhelm Hegel said: “Contradiction in nature is the root of all motion and of all life“…

Hot Hubby says “it’s our opposite traits keeping our marriage exciting as we find ways to compromise to keep things in motion in our relationship – for the rest our life – until death do we part!”

Long live the Law of Opposites – they do attract!!

What are some of the opposites with you and your spouse that keep things spicy? What’s your secret to marital/relationship bliss? Come on…share the wealth…

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Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness!

Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness!

This simple phrase that Thomas Jefferson cleverly crafted into our neighbor’s Declaration of Independence has always been woven into the inner fabric of my soul. It’s more than just a phrase of individual rights. It’s a core belief, a set of values and it can be a defining way to live one’s life.

I like to think of myself as a fairly happy person. I live a great life. I’m healthy. I have solid marriage. I have great family and friends, and support from both. I live a comfortable life financially. I’m active in my interests and love to laugh on a daily basis. I also try to not take life too seriously and ask myself often ‘does this really matter?’ But there will always be the pursuit…

This pursuit is not a unique idea, dream, or achievable goal. If you asked almost anyone: “would you like to be happy?” they would answer: “Most definitely!!”. Yet even though most people want to be happy I find there are fewer people who are willing to actually pursue happiness, focus on it, work for it, or even simply demand happiness in their lives. Most (including myself) are all guilty of this at some point in our life.

Now we all know redneck blood flows through my veins like moonshine through a copper still – so I wanted to share with you a redneck’s pursuit of happiness. Recently I’ve stumbled across a new A&E show called Duck Dynasty.

For those that do not know – it’s a show about a Louisiana redneck family that strikes it rich with a unique duck call design. This is a rags to riches story. But being rednecks – they never let the money change their pursuit of happiness in maintaining a light and simple life surrounded by family.

The show is full of redneck characters, life lessons, and family values – it’s more or less Redneck Cosby’s reality TV. So if you haven’t seen the show, below are a few video clips of the family members and their dynamics:

Phil Robertson – the Father:

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Miss Kay – the Mother

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Willie and Jase – sons/brothers

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Uncle Si

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Family Values

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Now I realize this show will not be everyone’s cup of iced-tea and it’s not intellectual TV, BUT you cannot help but to fall in love with these characters. They are simple people with simple values a strong sense of family and a continuous pursuit of happiness. Every episode leaves me with a few laughs, a few redneck inspirational moments/quotes and the desire to have a family dinner. I guess what I’m saying is – Duck Dynasty adds to my pursuit of happiness and I hope in some small way this has added to yours as well…QUACK! QUACK!

How do you pursue your happiness? What adds to it? Have you seen Duck Dynasty yet?

More blog deliciousness here:

  • Loved August McLaughlin’s post on living Cinderella strong (not to mention her incredible music video at the end).
  • FAB healthy snack ideas for road trips from Ginger Calem – great timing with summer around the corner.
  • Would you go door-to-door to make your dreams come true? Loved that Sherry Isaac shared with us the story of Scotty James, a musician who did just that. So inspiring!

Hubby’s Corner – Supply vs Demand

As this big ol’world turns, there is one constant concept that remains untouched – and that concept is supply and demand.

Many things will change in this world over time but the primal concept of supply and demand will always come out the winner. If you want it – there will be somebody there to provide it. Simple! Quick! Easy! Right?….Wrong!

As you may or may not know here at Hubby’s Corner we live our lives to the fullest. We are very active and have many interests. Some of these interests include: tubing, stock car races, canoeing, fishing, BBQing, kayaking, camping, bicycling, music concerts – you name it and we are into it. And at most events there is group that accompanies us and the one question that always arises at every activity/event is…

Who’s gonna be the Designated Driver?

And since we usually end up taking many vehicles we usually require many designated drivers! AH-HA! We have DEMAND!!!

It was at this point the hand of God reached down and touched my soul and presented a vision! A dream you might say! There in the corner of the parking lot of our local Canadian Tire shadowed by clouds and illuminated by a single ray of sunlight engulfing it entirely sat my chance to SUPPLY! There sat an old shorty school bus like the one here.

Yes! It needed a little work but at a mere $2000 purchase price, how could we go wrong?

I pitched the idea to my lovely wife that we could buy this bus, and transform it into a functional transport device that could take us and all our friends to activities and events and with only a single designated driver.

Voila! Perfection.

Natalie quickly thought about the idea….

And *poof* came back to reality and quickly opposed the idea as ridiculous. I on the other hand began brainstorming:

  • We could tie tubes down the sides.
  • We could put bikes on top.
  • We could put canoes/kayaks on top.
  • We could all go in on it together to reduce the cost.
  • The list went on and on.

And as Natalie’s eyes rolled back into her head – I was already off in fantasy land, conjuring up ideas and inventions on how to incorporate this vessel into our daily living.

I even came up with a way for it to become revenue generating by converting it into an “after bar” transport taxi called the FRY N’RIDE! My vision; for a “nominal fee” clubbers could get a French Fry and a ride home. This idea was followed by hideous laughter – not quite the support I was hoping for! And as the idea churned out the worse it got.

  • We could build a deck on the back with a BBQ.
  • Instead of shooter girls we were going to have “Fry Girls”
  • Disco balls, stripper poles, lights, music –  the works!

It quickly became a running joke between the two of us and eventually all of our friends and family. Every once in a while we’ll see some grease wagon or fry truck and it will resurface or the occasional dig; “If we only had the Fry N’ Ride!

So there I stood….one defeated man…ONE VOICE…ONE HEARTBEAT….ONE DREAM!

And then….

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ALAS I AM NOT ALONE – SUPPLY AND DEMAND LIVES ON!

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Hubby’s Corner: Every superhero needs a villain

Brent Butt

Like many other couples in the world, we spent the weekend hanging out, relaxing, running errands, hitting the mall and getting groceries – preparing for the upcoming week. On Saturday we were out and about and I saw a poster that indicated the Canadian comedian Brent Butt was coming to town and it brought me back a previous Hubby’s Corner post where I hinted at my camp nemesis Brent!

Let me take a moment to give you a head’s up on Brent. Brent has a camp just two down from us. He is a mountain man, a man who could live off the land and thrive. He spends almost every weekend of the year at the camp where he eats wild game, bark, berries and washes it down with muddy puddle water. He shaves with a rusty knife. He fishes. He hunts. He works around his camp and gets up before dawn to gather firewood. He’s a man’s man. He’s handy. He’s resourceful. He’s knowledgeable. He’s every man’s worst nightmare!!

Natalie's dream - to meet Mike Holmes

At this point I’d like to take a small tangent in my story to tell you about one of Natalie’s great loves (other than me). She loves and I mean LOVES Mike Holmes, HGTV, TLC, and anything to do with MIKE HOLMES. Common phrases around our house are ‘That’s not up to code’; ‘Do it right the first time’; and ‘That’s not how Mike Holmes would do that.’

So it should not be any surprise that during our first camp project, when Brent stopped in to give his two cents worth, that he quickly became Natalie’s Mike Holmes.

Red Green

It was like Brent and I drank a magic elixir and Brent became GOD and I became Red Green! Canada’s Worst Handyman and a DIY nightmare!

I might as well dawned a cap, suspenders and a t-shirt with the phrase “If the women can’t find you handsome they should at least find you handy!” on the front.

From that point on, every camp emergency, project snag, and task that required some thought and planning was quickly followed by my ever so helpful wife’s inquiring and every man’s spine shivering question “Do you want me to go get Brent?” The phrase holds the same full body pain as the phrase “Do you think we should stop and ask for directions?

And in the spirit of Brent Butt, I have ever so cunningly turned Camp Brent into our very own inside joke comedy routine. Whenever we run into a decision or crossroad in our lives, I ever so seriously turn to my loving wife (who’s torn in a world of confusion and endless options) and I ask “maybe we should call Brent on this one!?

Who’s your Brent?

Prize Alert:
Last Monday I did an author’s spotlight featuring the amazing Virginia Ripple and we did a fahhhbulous book giveaway. Here are the winners:

Woot woot – congratulations to both of you. I’ll fire y’all a tweet to put you in touch with Virginia!

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