There are many differences between men and women, not least
their names. But other differences do present themselves from time to time.
This very week in fact some major differences between myself
and Mrs H have shown themselves quiet clearly.
Here is a list of some of things I have noticed that separate
me and “her in doors”
My hobbies include, amongst other things writing this here
blog, while typing away Mrs H is watching a program about time travelling
Dinosaurs.
I enjoy a bit of sci-fi. Nothing wrong with that. I am a
geek after all, however, I like to think that my tastes are a little more high
brow that of my partner. While she enjoys shows about vampires, films about
vampires and book about vampires, I can’t stand them.
Crying vampires, Emo vampires, vampires that don’t want to
be vampires anymore but have a destiny to fulfil, vampires that are good guys
endlessly talking about how vampires are just misunderstood all the way through
to vampire shows that are just a cheap excuse for a couple of boob shots per
episode. She likes vampires.
I do not. I prefer films with car chases, explosions and any
sign of a talking dog with attitude is always an added bonus.
I am a geek. So is Mrs H. but different types of geek. For example,
she is playing on Facebook games right now. Bubble witch. A game which involves
hitting bubbles of colours into one another.
I am downloading a load of TED talks about math and science
and technology.
You see, DIFFERENT style of geekdom.
Other differences include our musical tastes. While Mrs H is
making a play list for holiday consisting of Iron maiden, Mega death, Telsa,
poison and the like, my i-pod is chock full of Phil Collins, Paul Simon and
well…. I’ve said enough on my tastes in music.
Mrs H likes to include on her list of hobbies the act of
shouting at me, telling me off for typing too loudly, and getting in the way.
Apparently, according to Mrs H anyway, my hobbies include
getting in the way, doing things wrong on purpose and being generally rubbish.
I can’t disagree.
Anyway, the reason I am telling you this is because we are
about to go on holiday (the first in three years) to a country where nobody
else speaks English and will be forced to spend a whole two weeks in each
others company without any other outside influences and there is sunshine
(wowzers!!)
We fly on Monday. One of us may not return….. probably me.
Aww, I thought this was gonna be a Sex Ed post. I need reminding about what all the fuss is about.
ReplyDeleteTake me with you and Mrs H! You can just stuff me in one of the suitcases, though you might find it a bit difficult for the zip of the case, to go over my sizable derriere. And by sizable, I mean pert. *ahem, cough, liar*
Hope you both have a wonderful time and that neither of you comes home in a body bag.:)
Perhaps whilst there you will see a talking Chihuahua with attitude.
ReplyDeleteI think my comment might be in your spam Mr H. google have been a bit odd with me tonight
ReplyDeleteWell you timed that holiday rather well, we are all under a wall of snowmen just remember to wear the woolly hat on the trip home.
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