Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice from
my chums here at ASM.

A little background.

It would be a huge understatement to say that I am not an outdoor person. I
have never, in my life enjoyed being outside. I have vivid childhood
recollections of spending a lot of time in the closet with a flashlight -
partially to be as far away from my father as possible, and partially
because I really liked it there.

As a child I had a bicycle. But it was more for transportation than
recreation. I have memories of myself on camping trips where I would be
sitting in the camper reading magazines or books while everyone else was
outside.

A friend of mine once told me that the only way to get me out of the house
would be to set it on fire. I am more than happy spending DAYS inside
without so much as exposing my big toe to the great outdoors.

Got the picture?

Now let's take a look at my husband. He is Mr. Outside. When we are home
in the beautiful State of Missouri, he constantly finds things to do
outside. Yardwork, working in the garden, you name it. Hot or cold, humid
or not - that boy is outside even if it is only sitting on the front porch
in the evening drinking a beer. He gets up early and is outside ALL day
long.

Needless to say our tastes differ when it comes to recreation. Even though
I am NOT a shopper, my greatest joy in life is going to the mall. I can
spend ALL DAY in the mall (and not buy anything I might add) where it is a
pleasant 70 degrees, no bugs and lots of fun things to look at (especially
the people). My husband on the other hand, would rather have his thumbs cut
off than spend more than 10 minutes there "getting what he needs" and then
departing as quickly as possible.

Ok, so you get the gist of where I am going with this.

Here we are stuck in Colorado for the summer. No I'm not happy about it and
to tell the truth I think I would rather be in a maximum security prison for
repeat offenders in Alabama, but I digress.

DH, of course, wants to go hiking. I, of course, don't. Because, not only
do I despise the outdoors with every fiber of my being, but I am hate
heights. I once went with friends to the Grand Canyon and refused to get
out of the car. I won't even go up into high rise buildings because I find
that I get extremely anxious when I do.

Naturally, hiking in Colorado involves walking along tiny bits of pathway
that are usually no wider than 18 inches above a rather impressive drop of
at least 200 - 300 feet straight down. Not to mention all the attendant joys
such as heat, dehydration, bugs, blinding sunlight and the not-that-remote
possibility of meeting up with a bear or cougar.

Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into
the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly
replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that".

Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the mall
when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him that
nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember
the last time I got a mosquito bite there.

Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one of
his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to
be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with
anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do
everything together.

Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TO
GO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else, even
a female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stay
home in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfully
enjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS.

Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's wishes.
Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen
how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case,
fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do
this just to be a good wife?

What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with it
even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by
gophers? Or should I stick to my guns?

Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese.

Em




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>Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TOGO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else, evena female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stayhome in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfullyenjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS.Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's wishes.Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listenhow wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case,fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to dothis just to be a good wife?

Well, as you probably remember, I don't think it is a requisite for a woman to
subjugate their desires to be a "good wife", so that isn't the perspective I'd
take.

However, that said, I wonder if you can't come up with a compromise here. I
can understand your being frightened of heights. I don't think, for a moment,
that you should have to scare yourself. But, surely there is some other place
where you can go that doesn't involve sheer drop-offs. Have a picnic in a
park. Take a non-strenuous, safe stoll on a well-lit, well-marked path in a
state park. In other words, find something that, while you might not choose it
as an activity for an afternoon, does not cause you anxiety.

Sheila
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Auntie Em wrote: Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice from my chums here at ASM. A little background. It would be a huge understatement to say that I am not an outdoor person. I have never, in my life enjoyed being outside. I have vivid childhood recollections of spending a lot of time in the closet with a flashlight - partially to be as far away from my father as possible, and partially because I really liked it there. As a child I had a bicycle. But it was more for transportation than recreation. I have memories of myself on camping trips where I would be sitting in the camper reading magazines or books while everyone else was outside. A friend of mine once told me that the only way to get me out of the house would be to set it on fire. I am more than happy spending DAYS inside without so much as exposing my big toe to the great outdoors. Got the picture? Now let's take a look at my husband. He is Mr. Outside. When we are home in the beautiful State of Missouri, he constantly finds things to do outside. Yardwork, working in the garden, you name it. Hot or cold, humid or not - that boy is outside even if it is only sitting on the front porch in the evening drinking a beer. He gets up early and is outside ALL day long. Needless to say our tastes differ when it comes to recreation. Even though I am NOT a shopper, my greatest joy in life is going to the mall. I can spend ALL DAY in the mall (and not buy anything I might add) where it is a pleasant 70 degrees, no bugs and lots of fun things to look at (especially the people). My husband on the other hand, would rather have his thumbs cut off than spend more than 10 minutes there "getting what he needs" and then departing as quickly as possible. Ok, so you get the gist of where I am going with this. Here we are stuck in Colorado for the summer. No I'm not happy about it and to tell the truth I think I would rather be in a maximum security prison for repeat offenders in Alabama, but I digress. DH, of course, wants to go hiking. I, of course, don't. Because, not only do I despise the outdoors with every fiber of my being, but I am hate heights. I once went with friends to the Grand Canyon and refused to get out of the car. I won't even go up into high rise buildings because I find that I get extremely anxious when I do. Naturally, hiking in Colorado involves walking along tiny bits of pathway that are usually no wider than 18 inches above a rather impressive drop of at least 200 - 300 feet straight down. Not to mention all the attendant joys such as heat, dehydration, bugs, blinding sunlight and the not-that-remote possibility of meeting up with a bear or cougar. Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there. Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one of his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do everything together. Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TO GO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else, even a female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stay home in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfully enjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS. Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's wishes. Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case, fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do this just to be a good wife? What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns? Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese.

Well, here's something I can totally empathise with you, Em! I'm not an
outdoors person and while I can stand heights in enclosed spaces like tall
buildings and aeroplanes it scares me to death being on open towers or
clifftops.There's a sucking, pulling sensation that drags me towards the
drop.

So, I suggest you ask for a compromise where your husband finds a
safe...wide... track and he takes various comforts along with you on your
outing. I don't know what he can do about the wild animal threat, though.
Perhaps you are exaggerating the risk, a little?

Also, I suggest you plan a treat for yourselves ahead of time that you would
like for when you come home. I'm thinking a warm tub of water, bubbles,
wine, chocolate and a good book - or a back scrub and massage from your
lovely man who will be so pleased that you stepped out of your comfort zone
to join him in something that he enjoys so much.

Sorry, I'm not much help but I do sympathise and I enjoyed your post!

Tai

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> writes:
Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice from my chums here at ASM. A little background. It would be a huge understatement to say that I am not an outdoor person. I have never, in my life enjoyed being outside. I have vivid childhood recollections of spending a lot of time in the closet with a flashlight - partially to be as far away from my father as possible, and partially because I really liked it there. As a child I had a bicycle. But it was more for transportation than recreation. I have memories of myself on camping trips where I would be sitting in the camper reading magazines or books while everyone else was outside. A friend of mine once told me that the only way to get me out of the house would be to set it on fire. I am more than happy spending DAYS inside without so much as exposing my big toe to the great outdoors. Got the picture? Now let's take a look at my husband. He is Mr. Outside. When we are home in the beautiful State of Missouri, he constantly finds things to do outside. Yardwork, working in the garden, you name it. Hot or cold, humid or not - that boy is outside even if it is only sitting on the front porch in the evening drinking a beer. He gets up early and is outside ALL day long. Needless to say our tastes differ when it comes to recreation. Even though I am NOT a shopper, my greatest joy in life is going to the mall. I can spend ALL DAY in the mall (and not buy anything I might add) where it is a pleasant 70 degrees, no bugs and lots of fun things to look at (especially the people). My husband on the other hand, would rather have his thumbs cut off than spend more than 10 minutes there "getting what he needs" and then departing as quickly as possible. Ok, so you get the gist of where I am going with this. Here we are stuck in Colorado for the summer. No I'm not happy about it and to tell the truth I think I would rather be in a maximum security prison for repeat offenders in Alabama, but I digress. DH, of course, wants to go hiking. I, of course, don't. Because, not only do I despise the outdoors with every fiber of my being, but I am hate heights. I once went with friends to the Grand Canyon and refused to get out of the car. I won't even go up into high rise buildings because I find that I get extremely anxious when I do. Naturally, hiking in Colorado involves walking along tiny bits of pathway that are usually no wider than 18 inches above a rather impressive drop of at least 200 - 300 feet straight down. Not to mention all the attendant joys such as heat, dehydration, bugs, blinding sunlight and the not-that-remote possibility of meeting up with a bear or cougar. Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there. Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one of his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do everything together. Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TO GO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else, even a female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stay home in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfully enjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS. Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's wishes. Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case, fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do this just to be a good wife? What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns?

Unreasonable, no, (Hypocritical, yes, but that's another issue!) no
one should have to do something they really detest.

On the other hand, it does seem like unless you figure out some
mutually enjoyable form of recreation, you're begging for longer term
problems.

By the way, do you know that there have been a total of two deaths by
cougar attack in Colorado ever reported? I bet more people have been
run over in mall parking lots!

Auntie Em wrote: Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice
from my chums here at ASM. A little background. It would be a huge understatement to say that I am not an outdoor person.
I have never, in my life enjoyed being outside. I have vivid childhood recollections of spending a lot of time in the closet with a flashlight - partially to be as far away from my father as possible, and partially because I really liked it there. As a child I had a bicycle. But it was more for transportation than recreation. I have memories of myself on camping trips where I would be sitting in the camper reading magazines or books while everyone else was outside. A friend of mine once told me that the only way to get me out of the house would be to set it on fire. I am more than happy spending DAYS inside without so much as exposing my big toe to the great outdoors. Got the picture? Now let's take a look at my husband. He is Mr. Outside. When we are home in the beautiful State of Missouri, he constantly finds things to do outside. Yardwork, working in the garden, you name it. Hot or cold,
humid or not - that boy is outside even if it is only sitting on the front porch in the evening drinking a beer. He gets up early and is outside ALL day long. Needless to say our tastes differ when it comes to recreation. Even
though I am NOT a shopper, my greatest joy in life is going to the mall. I can spend ALL DAY in the mall (and not buy anything I might add) where it is a pleasant 70 degrees, no bugs and lots of fun things to look at (especially the people). My husband on the other hand, would rather have his thumbs
cut off than spend more than 10 minutes there "getting what he needs" and then departing as quickly as possible. Ok, so you get the gist of where I am going with this. Here we are stuck in Colorado for the summer. No I'm not happy about it
and to tell the truth I think I would rather be in a maximum security prison
for repeat offenders in Alabama, but I digress. DH, of course, wants to go hiking. I, of course, don't. Because, not
only do I despise the outdoors with every fiber of my being, but I am hate heights. I once went with friends to the Grand Canyon and refused to get out of the car. I won't even go up into high rise buildings because I
find that I get extremely anxious when I do. Naturally, hiking in Colorado involves walking along tiny bits of pathway that are usually no wider than 18 inches above a rather impressive drop of at least 200 - 300 feet straight down. Not to mention all the attendant
joys such as heat, dehydration, bugs, blinding sunlight and the not-that-remote possibility of meeting up with a bear or cougar. Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the
mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him
that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there. Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one
of his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do everything together. Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TO GO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else,
even a female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stay home in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfully enjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS. Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's
wishes. Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case, fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do this just to be a good wife? What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with
it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns? Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese. Em

You seem to have made this into an all-or-nothing, black-or-white thing.
Surely there is SOMETHING outside you would like to see or do. Colorado
doesn't exclusively consist of 10,000 foot, precipitous drop offs, ya know!

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message
news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable?

Actually, yes, you're being unreasonable.

I'm kidding, I just wanted to be able to say that, once, in this
newsgroup.

How about doing something in between? You could hike to the
mall!

M9

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message
news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com...

*snip story of Em's dislike of outdoors*
What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with
it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns? Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese.

I'm not a fan of heights either, so I can sympathize with you there. I also
do not like strenuous, day-long "hikes" very much - I have no interest in
forging a path. That being said, a nice 2 hr walk in the woods (etc) can
really be very enjoyable. If your husband picked a nice, easy walking trail
without cliffs and planned a 2 hr walk, I think you should try to go and
enjoy it. Bug repellant works very well, so the bug issue is taken care of.
No cliffs - Check. Cougars? Extremely doubtful.

Not that this matters, but I'd *love* to be in Colorado now with time to
take a nice walk :) When else in your life are you going to be able to walk
near the Rockies?

On Sat, 05 Jun 2004 03:34:53 GMT, Doug Anderson
<ethelthelogremovethis@yahoo.com> wrote:
"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> writes: Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice from my chums here at ASM. A little background. It would be a huge understatement to say that I am not an outdoor person. I have never, in my life enjoyed being outside. I have vivid childhood recollections of spending a lot of time in the closet with a flashlight - partially to be as far away from my father as possible, and partially because I really liked it there. As a child I had a bicycle. But it was more for transportation than recreation. I have memories of myself on camping trips where I would be sitting in the camper reading magazines or books while everyone else was outside. A friend of mine once told me that the only way to get me out of the house would be to set it on fire. I am more than happy spending DAYS inside without so much as exposing my big toe to the great outdoors. Got the picture? Now let's take a look at my husband. He is Mr. Outside. When we are home in the beautiful State of Missouri, he constantly finds things to do outside. Yardwork, working in the garden, you name it. Hot or cold, humid or not - that boy is outside even if it is only sitting on the front porch in the evening drinking a beer. He gets up early and is outside ALL day long. Needless to say our tastes differ when it comes to recreation. Even though I am NOT a shopper, my greatest joy in life is going to the mall. I can spend ALL DAY in the mall (and not buy anything I might add) where it is a pleasant 70 degrees, no bugs and lots of fun things to look at (especially the people). My husband on the other hand, would rather have his thumbs cut off than spend more than 10 minutes there "getting what he needs" and then departing as quickly as possible. Ok, so you get the gist of where I am going with this. Here we are stuck in Colorado for the summer. No I'm not happy about it and to tell the truth I think I would rather be in a maximum security prison for repeat offenders in Alabama, but I digress. DH, of course, wants to go hiking. I, of course, don't. Because, not only do I despise the outdoors with every fiber of my being, but I am hate heights. I once went with friends to the Grand Canyon and refused to get out of the car. I won't even go up into high rise buildings because I find that I get extremely anxious when I do. Naturally, hiking in Colorado involves walking along tiny bits of pathway that are usually no wider than 18 inches above a rather impressive drop of at least 200 - 300 feet straight down. Not to mention all the attendant joys such as heat, dehydration, bugs, blinding sunlight and the not-that-remote possibility of meeting up with a bear or cougar. Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there. Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one of his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do everything together. Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TO GO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else, even a female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stay home in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfully enjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS. Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's wishes. Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case, fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do this just to be a good wife? What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns?Unreasonable, no, (Hypocritical, yes, but that's another issue!) noone should have to do something they really detest.On the other hand, it does seem like unless you figure out somemutually enjoyable form of recreation, you're begging for longer termproblems.By the way, do you know that there have been a total of two deaths bycougar attack in Colorado ever reported? I bet more people have beenrun over in mall parking lots!


No way, Doug. The media would have reported that! HAHA!

--Brian

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message
news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice
from my chums here at ASM. A little background. It would be a huge understatement to say that I am not an outdoor person.
I have never, in my life enjoyed being outside. I have vivid childhood recollections of spending a lot of time in the closet with a flashlight - partially to be as far away from my father as possible, and partially because I really liked it there. As a child I had a bicycle. But it was more for transportation than recreation. I have memories of myself on camping trips where I would be sitting in the camper reading magazines or books while everyone else was outside. A friend of mine once told me that the only way to get me out of the house would be to set it on fire. I am more than happy spending DAYS inside without so much as exposing my big toe to the great outdoors. Got the picture? Now let's take a look at my husband. He is Mr. Outside. When we are home in the beautiful State of Missouri, he constantly finds things to do outside. Yardwork, working in the garden, you name it. Hot or cold,
humid or not - that boy is outside even if it is only sitting on the front porch in the evening drinking a beer. He gets up early and is outside ALL day long. Needless to say our tastes differ when it comes to recreation. Even
though I am NOT a shopper, my greatest joy in life is going to the mall. I can spend ALL DAY in the mall (and not buy anything I might add) where it is a pleasant 70 degrees, no bugs and lots of fun things to look at (especially the people). My husband on the other hand, would rather have his thumbs
cut off than spend more than 10 minutes there "getting what he needs" and then departing as quickly as possible. Ok, so you get the gist of where I am going with this. Here we are stuck in Colorado for the summer. No I'm not happy about it
and to tell the truth I think I would rather be in a maximum security prison
for repeat offenders in Alabama, but I digress. DH, of course, wants to go hiking. I, of course, don't. Because, not
only do I despise the outdoors with every fiber of my being, but I am hate heights. I once went with friends to the Grand Canyon and refused to get out of the car. I won't even go up into high rise buildings because I
find that I get extremely anxious when I do. Naturally, hiking in Colorado involves walking along tiny bits of pathway that are usually no wider than 18 inches above a rather impressive drop of at least 200 - 300 feet straight down. Not to mention all the attendant
joys such as heat, dehydration, bugs, blinding sunlight and the not-that-remote possibility of meeting up with a bear or cougar. Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the
mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him
that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there. Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one
of his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do everything together. Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TO GO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else,
even a female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stay home in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfully enjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS. Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's
wishes. Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case, fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do this just to be a good wife? What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with
it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns? Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese. Em


I would try to find some middle ground, if there was any to be found. Think
about the elements you hate most, fear of tiny paths, strenuousness (if that
is the case, you do not specifically mention this), whatever, fear of
heights. Think about the elements that would most pleasant for your husband.
Then see if there are other places to go which minimize your discomfort.
Perhaps there is a mountain with an access road. Then, perhaps your fear of
heights would be mitigated by not having to SEE it from your feet the whole
way. Then maybe you can tolerate the bugs for a bit... Something along those
lines.

Sounds like a sticky situation. I think going along would be fine, except
that there is fear involved. That's no good.

Good luck!

S

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> > Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the
mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him
that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there.

Fair enough. He gave it his best shot but does he honestly expect you to do
something that makes you that uncomfortable? Surely not. Stick to your guns.

Amy

You sound a lot like my wife. And I like to be outside.

My suggestion is to communicate to him that you are not into it too
much, maybe spend 1/2 a day on some lake to which you would drive, but
suggest that he does not advanced stuff without you. And do not ask
him to accompany you to the mall!

I have a 21" boat, and my wife is not as interested in it (after we
got married) as I would like her to be... But she sometimes does go
boating.

i

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message
news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that".

You say "ostensibly" for a hike - which is different from saying "mandatory
hike". Here's your compromise. Picnic instead of hiking. Find out where
there is a nice picnic area (something you drive to, not hike to) complete
with restrooms. Then pack a gourmet picnic basket, full of your favorite
foods. Who says picnics have to be sandwiches? It can be whatever you most
want to eat. Take a nice tablecloth for the picnic table, a couple of lawn
chairs, and citronella candles. Perhaps you'll never be an outdoorswoman -
but I'll bet you could get into packing the "ultimate picnic basket" as an
art form.

Kind of reminds me of a recent experience - a local orchestra was performing
in an outdoor amphitheatre near here. People were bringing picnics. This
one group had set up their picnic right up front - they had brought a table
and chairs, fancy tablecloth, silver candelabra, fancy serving dishes, and
had obviously put on a real spread. I'll have to say, I thought it was
great - and they had obviously had a lot of fun with it, too.

Joy

"Auntie Em <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com>" wrote about being what Jack
Dawson described as "kind of an indoor girl", whose husband likes
The Great Outdoors (tm).

For the general case, there are intermediate stages. Back home, a
screened-in porch or gazebo by the garden would let you be inside, while
still keeping him company as he works in the garden. You could also
both sit in the semi-outside together on the porch/gazebo, him with the
Great Outdoors (tm) right at hand, and you with a roof over your head.

Before the invention of air conditioning, people kept nice gardens as a
way to keep cool. The Adam Thoroughgood House (ca 1650) in Virginia
Beach has Mr Thoroughgood's recreated garden out back. There's an arbor
out back, which has a T-shaped floorplan, open on all three ends, and
covered entirely with arching branches which have grown along the frame.
They have plants (lavender, I think) known to be disliked by bugs at the
entrances and along the sides. From the center, it's about 15 feet to
the arched exits. ANYWAY, the point is that inside this thing, it's
about 20 degrees cooler than outside. On a 90-degree humid day in
Virginia Beach in August, Mr Thoroughgood and his family would sit in
the shady arbor, enjoying 17-th century air conditioning, mostly
unmolested by bugs.

As for shopping, maybe the two of you could compromise and shop at a
place such as LL Bean, or Land's End, or maybe Home Depot.


As for hiking, not every hiking trip has to be a full-scale re-enactment
of the Donner Party. Ski resorts often label the ski runs in terms of
difficulty (with names like "bunny slope", "Intermediate", "Abandon All
Hope", and so on). I've been to places where hiking trails are
similarly labelled. Find some sort of guide and look for the easy
trails. Get some bug repellent, a pair of sunglasses, a good hat, and a
walking stick. You'll live to tell the tale. Probably.

*
I sweetly remind him that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there.

At the mall nearest my house, three people were killed in a botched bank
robbery. But that's not going to keep you out of the mall, is it?

Statistically, you're probably more likely to die in a traffic accident
on the way to the mall than you are to be killed by a cougar. But
you'll still drive, won't you?

*

The following is a wacky idea, but you might consider giving it a go:
you and your husband could take a wilderness survival course together.
What I'm thinking here is that if you have a controlled environment in
which you are exposed to way more of The Great Outdoors (tm) than you
think you can stand, it may adjust your perspective. After you finish,
you'll have a sense of accomplishment, and you'll think of a hike as a
piece of cake by comparison to what you're now equipped to do. And, of
course, your husband will probably be impressed by how strong an effort
you've made to become a better partner for him. That'll give you huge
leverage when you sign him up for a 13-week course in ballroom
dancing. 8-)


Darren Provine ! kilroy@elvis.rowan.edu ! http://www.rowan.edu/~kilroy
Doctor: "Well, that was a piece of cake, eh K-9?"
K-9: "Piece of cake, Master? Radial slice of baked confection ...
coefficient of relevance to Key of Time: zero."

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> schrieb im Newsbeitrag
news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice
from my chums here at ASM.
Hi Auntie Em,

its interesting, my wife and I have the same problem since years. We are
both in our late 50's and we are old enough not to force each other to one's
interests.
I like to go to the mountains, hiking and biking. My wife likes to lay at
the beach on a greek Island. So do we every year what we like - alone - but
with fun and we enjoy it. I think its the only way to solve different
interests - we have good experiences with it.
But auntie - how is your body shape? You know bodymoving ist important for
health ...I don't know if Mall-walking is enough :-)
Have a good time

Klaus from Germany

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message
news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... Hi everybody. Well it looks like it is my turn to get some good advice
from my chums here at ASM. A little background. It would be a huge understatement to say that I am not an outdoor person.
I have never, in my life enjoyed being outside. I have vivid childhood recollections of spending a lot of time in the closet with a flashlight - partially to be as far away from my father as possible, and partially because I really liked it there. As a child I had a bicycle. But it was more for transportation than recreation. I have memories of myself on camping trips where I would be sitting in the camper reading magazines or books while everyone else was outside. A friend of mine once told me that the only way to get me out of the house would be to set it on fire. I am more than happy spending DAYS inside without so much as exposing my big toe to the great outdoors. Got the picture? Now let's take a look at my husband. He is Mr. Outside. When we are home in the beautiful State of Missouri, he constantly finds things to do outside. Yardwork, working in the garden, you name it. Hot or cold,
humid or not - that boy is outside even if it is only sitting on the front porch in the evening drinking a beer. He gets up early and is outside ALL day long. Needless to say our tastes differ when it comes to recreation. Even
though I am NOT a shopper, my greatest joy in life is going to the mall. I can spend ALL DAY in the mall (and not buy anything I might add) where it is a pleasant 70 degrees, no bugs and lots of fun things to look at (especially the people). My husband on the other hand, would rather have his thumbs
cut off than spend more than 10 minutes there "getting what he needs" and then departing as quickly as possible. Ok, so you get the gist of where I am going with this. Here we are stuck in Colorado for the summer. No I'm not happy about it
and to tell the truth I think I would rather be in a maximum security prison
for repeat offenders in Alabama, but I digress. DH, of course, wants to go hiking. I, of course, don't. Because, not
only do I despise the outdoors with every fiber of my being, but I am hate heights. I once went with friends to the Grand Canyon and refused to get out of the car. I won't even go up into high rise buildings because I
find that I get extremely anxious when I do. Naturally, hiking in Colorado involves walking along tiny bits of pathway that are usually no wider than 18 inches above a rather impressive drop of at least 200 - 300 feet straight down. Not to mention all the attendant
joys such as heat, dehydration, bugs, blinding sunlight and the not-that-remote possibility of meeting up with a bear or cougar. Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the
mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him
that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there. Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one
of his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do everything together. Well, here I am feeling like the Grinch because I simply DON'T WANT TO GO!!!!! I am practically begging him to go with someone (anyone) else,
even a female for Chrissakes! Just leave me the hell out of it. Let me stay home in AIR CONDITIONED splendor with my computer and radio and blissfully enjoy the day the way I enjoy it best - INDOORS. Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's
wishes. Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case, fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do this just to be a good wife? What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with
it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns? Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese. Em

WHAT IS AGORAPHOBIA

The term agoraphobia has been widely misunderstood. Its literal definition
suggests a fear of "open spaces". However, this is an incomplete and
misleading view. Agoraphobics are not necessarily afraid of open spaces.
Rather, they are afraid of having panicky feelings, wherever. these fearful
feelings may occur. For many, they happen at home, in houses of worship, or
in crowded supermarkets, places that are certainly not "open".

In fact, agoraphobia is a condition which develops when a person begins to
avoid spaces or situations associated with anxiety. Typical "phobic
situations" might include driving, shopping, crowded places, traveling,
standing in line, being alone, meetings and social gatherings.

Agoraphobia arises; from an internal anxiety condition that has become so
intense that the suffering individual fears going anywhere or doing anything
where these feelings of panic have repeatedly occurred before. Once the
panic attacks have started, these episodes become the ongoing stress, even
when other more obvious pressures have diminished. This sets up a "feedback
condition" which generally leads to increased numbers of panic attacks and,
for some people, an increase in the situations or events which can produce
panicky feelings. Others experience fearful feelings continuously, more a
feeling of overall. discomfort, rather than panic.

A person may fear having anxiety attacks, "losing control", or embarrassing
him/herself in such situations. Many people remain in a painful state of
anxious anticipation because of these fears. Some become restricted or
"housebound" while others function "normally" but with great difficulty,
often attempting to hide their discomfort.

Agoraphobia, then, is both a severe anxiety condition and a phobia, as well
as a pattern of avoidant behavior.

"urf" <urf@nospam.com> writes:
WHAT IS AGORAPHOBIA The term agoraphobia has been widely misunderstood. Its literal definition suggests a fear of "open spaces".

I don't know greek, but I always thought the literal meaning suggested
"fear of the marketplace." The rest of this is interesting though.
However, this is an incomplete and misleading view. Agoraphobics are not necessarily afraid of open spaces. Rather, they are afraid of having panicky feelings, wherever. these fearful feelings may occur. For many, they happen at home, in houses of worship, or in crowded supermarkets, places that are certainly not "open". In fact, agoraphobia is a condition which develops when a person begins to avoid spaces or situations associated with anxiety. Typical "phobic situations" might include driving, shopping, crowded places, traveling, standing in line, being alone, meetings and social gatherings. Agoraphobia arises; from an internal anxiety condition that has become so intense that the suffering individual fears going anywhere or doing anything where these feelings of panic have repeatedly occurred before. Once the panic attacks have started, these episodes become the ongoing stress, even when other more obvious pressures have diminished. This sets up a "feedback condition" which generally leads to increased numbers of panic attacks and, for some people, an increase in the situations or events which can produce panicky feelings. Others experience fearful feelings continuously, more a feeling of overall. discomfort, rather than panic. A person may fear having anxiety attacks, "losing control", or embarrassing him/herself in such situations. Many people remain in a painful state of anxious anticipation because of these fears. Some become restricted or "housebound" while others function "normally" but with great difficulty, often attempting to hide their discomfort. Agoraphobia, then, is both a severe anxiety condition and a phobia, as well as a pattern of avoidant behavior.

On Fri, 4 Jun 2004 21:57:28 -0500 in article <xEawc.3980$Sq1.888
@fe38.usenetserver.com>, "Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> spoke thusly... Well, tonight hubby dear says to me.... "Do you think we could go up into the mountains this weekend [ostensibly for a hike]?" To which I sweetly replied. "Are you nuts? I hate that". Hubby dear, sweetly reminded me that he willingly accompanies me to the mall when I simply cannot bear another day without it. I sweetly remind him that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there.

How about if you compromise? How about if you go hiking for a short time
someplace where there's a breeze (to keep away the bugs), not too cliff-like
(to keep away from heights), and out in the open (away from bugs again)? You
could also use some bug spray too. I don't know much about the area you are in,
but are there wide open spaces with trails? Or is it all in the woods?

Here are tips I've collected about bug repellants. I love the outdoors but I am
a real bug attractor. I get 10x the bites that anyone else does. Now if that
were only true concerning the fish!

- DEET is the best repellant, but higher concentrations (25%+) have been
reported as being harmful to people. Remember, your skin will absorb almost
anthing it comes into contact with.

- Try Naturepel, it is made with citronella oil, an effective mosquito
repellant. I tried this. It has a REALLY strong odor. If you can get used to
the odor, it works great.

- I also tried the electric repellers (shaped like a large capsule). And they
work for me, but work best on mosquitos. They don't seem to keep biting flies
away. They are supposed to imitate the sound of dragonfly wings, the mosquito's
natural enemy. And they only work on one side of your body (your body blocks
the sound) so get 2 of them.

- To keep deerflies away (like a horsefly but smaller) catch them. To catch
them, put a yellow piece of cardboard on the top of your hat (where they are
buzzing around) then put a sticky substance on it, like Tanglefoot, found in
the garden section of stores.

- Some people say eating garlic helps keep biting insects away. But don't eat
bananas, bugs love the smell.

- Put a teaspoon of vanilla extract in a cup of water. Rub this on your skin.
Smells great and works. I don't know if the artificial extract will work or
not. Try it.

- To catch blackflies, wear a hardhat smeared with chainsaw oil. The flies will
get trapped and you can kill them. Other sticky oils will also work.

- Wear a mosquito head net. Sold in hunting or sporting good stores. There is
also a mosquito top and leggings, made of a very light material to keep you
cool in summer.

Then I suggest in a very sincere (and non-sarcastic way) that he get one of his friends who enjoys hiking to go with him. He replies that he wants to be with MEEEEEEE on his day off and wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much with anyone else. After all, I am his best friend (which is true), and we do everything together.

But isn't it nice he wants so much to be with you? :)
Yes, Yes Yes, I know that it is a woman's duty to obey her husband's wishes. Yes, Yes, Yes, I know I preach on a daily basis to anyone who will listen how wives need to relent their own needs and desires and, in this case, fears and dislikes, on behalf of their husband. But do I really NEED to do this just to be a good wife?

If you are referring to the bible, I don't think the intention was "to obey her
husband's every wish." I think the intention was to 1) compromise, 2) lead in
the development of a good relationship since that is what women are good at,
and men are not so good at, 3) for women to bite their tongue, since they tend
to have a little higher verbal temper, if you know what I mean.
What do you guys think? Am I being unreasonable? Should I go along with it even though I would rather die a thousand deaths and be eaten alive by gophers? Or should I stick to my guns?

I think you are being unreasonable to not compromise. Thus I put my idea above.


--
Say no to fixed width tables. They look terrible in all browsers.

What's nice for me is that I have a fishing buddy who can go fishing
with me at a very short notice (2-3 minutes).

The downside though is that he likes to throw stones in water and
needs constant watching... as he is 3 years old.

i

"Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote:
Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese.

Negotiate a solution that will make you both happy.

Example: go to Estes park. Wander through the streets and visit the
little shops. You have a cup of tea in one of the restaurants while he
goes for a hike which starts right outside of Estes. Example 2: Rent a
nice big comfy RV and go camping in it. He can light a camp fire
outside and hang food up in trees, and you cn stay inside except for
coming out and enjoying the sunset with him.

"A man" <uce@ftc.gov> wrote in message news:2ijd4kFngch1U1@uni-berlin.de...

[snip]
Here are tips I've collected about bug repellants. I love the outdoors but
I am a real bug attractor. I get 10x the bites that anyone else does. Now if
that were only true concerning the fish!

[sniip]
- Some people say eating garlic helps keep biting insects away. But don't
eat bananas, bugs love the smell.

For foods that repel mosquitos, those with B vitamins, such as brewer's
yeast
work IME. (My wife also is repelled by this, so it mainly is something that
I
have used occasionally with a cat, not myself.)
--
Tsam

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You say "ostensibly" for a hike - which is different from saying
"mandatory hike". Here's your compromise. Picnic instead of hiking. Find out where there is a nice picnic area (something you drive to, not hike to) complete with restrooms. Then pack a gourmet picnic basket, full of your favorite foods. Who says picnics have to be sandwiches? It can be whatever you
most want to eat. Take a nice tablecloth for the picnic table, a couple of
lawn chairs, and citronella candles. Perhaps you'll never be an
outdoorswoman - but I'll bet you could get into packing the "ultimate picnic basket" as an art form.


Joy

Thank God you're not my wife.......what an absolutely ridiculous compromise.
Kind of like saying "Honey lets rocket to the moon"....."no dear, but if you
want to, you can make a paper airplane"....."now wasn't that fun"?

Talk about a soul killer.......
One is active......your suggestion is lazy.....do you really think hubby is
gonna want to lie down?

John

"Dr Nancy's Sweetie" <kilroy@elvis.rowan.edu> wrote in message
news:c9sthl$uqr$1@pcls4.std.com... "Auntie Em <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com>" wrote about being what Jack Dawson described as "kind of an indoor girl", whose husband likes The Great Outdoors (tm). For the general case, there are intermediate stages. Back home, a screened-in porch or gazebo by the garden would let you be inside, while still keeping him company as he works in the garden. You could also both sit in the semi-outside together on the porch/gazebo, him with the Great Outdoors (tm) right at hand, and you with a roof over your head.

ROTFLMAO.......you have got to be kidding.......60 million sperm and you
were the first?



Before the invention of air conditioning, people kept nice gardens as a way to keep cool. The Adam Thoroughgood House (ca 1650) in Virginia Beach has Mr Thoroughgood's recreated garden out back. There's an arbor out back, which has a T-shaped floorplan, open on all three ends, and covered entirely with arching branches which have grown along the frame. They have plants (lavender, I think) known to be disliked by bugs at the entrances and along the sides. From the center, it's about 15 feet to the arched exits. ANYWAY, the point is that inside this thing, it's about 20 degrees cooler than outside. On a 90-degree humid day in Virginia Beach in August, Mr Thoroughgood and his family would sit in the shady arbor, enjoying 17-th century air conditioning, mostly unmolested by bugs.

They just had to worry about the flying fish that were off course......
As for shopping, maybe the two of you could compromise and shop at a place such as LL Bean, or Land's End, or maybe Home Depot.

50,000 battered women.......and I still eat mine plain......go figure.

As for hiking, not every hiking trip has to be a full-scale re-enactment of the Donner Party. Ski resorts often label the ski runs in terms of difficulty (with names like "bunny slope", "Intermediate", "Abandon All Hope", and so on). I've been to places where hiking trails are similarly labelled. Find some sort of guide and look for the easy trails. Get some bug repellent, a pair of sunglasses, a good hat, and a walking stick. You'll live to tell the tale. Probably. * I sweetly remind him that nobody lately has been eaten by a cougar at the mall, and I can't remember the last time I got a mosquito bite there. At the mall nearest my house, three people were killed in a botched bank robbery. But that's not going to keep you out of the mall, is it? Statistically, you're probably more likely to die in a traffic accident on the way to the mall than you are to be killed by a cougar. But you'll still drive, won't you? * The following is a wacky idea, but you might consider giving it a go:

No the wacky idea was articulated above.........the one below is
intelligent.


you and your husband could take a wilderness survival course together. What I'm thinking here is that if you have a controlled environment in which you are exposed to way more of The Great Outdoors (tm) than you think you can stand, it may adjust your perspective. After you finish, you'll have a sense of accomplishment, and you'll think of a hike as a piece of cake by comparison to what you're now equipped to do. And, of course, your husband will probably be impressed by how strong an effort you've made to become a better partner for him. That'll give you huge leverage when you sign him up for a 13-week course in ballroom dancing. 8-) Darren Provine ! kilroy@elvis.rowan.edu ! http://www.rowan.edu/~kilroy Doctor: "Well, that was a piece of cake, eh K-9?" K-9: "Piece of cake, Master? Radial slice of baked confection ... coefficient of relevance to Key of Time: zero."

"John Royer" <jroyer@istar.ca> wrote in message
news:ca2ete$6k$1@news.eusc.inter.net... "Joy" <joydoesntlikespam@nospam.yahoo.com> wrote in message news:10c3omd5v27hq46@corp.supernews.com... "Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... You say "ostensibly" for a hike - which is different from saying "mandatory hike". Here's your compromise. Picnic instead of hiking. Find out
where there is a nice picnic area (something you drive to, not hike to)
complete with restrooms. Then pack a gourmet picnic basket, full of your
favorite foods. Who says picnics have to be sandwiches? It can be whatever you most want to eat. Take a nice tablecloth for the picnic table, a couple of lawn chairs, and citronella candles. Perhaps you'll never be an outdoorswoman - but I'll bet you could get into packing the "ultimate picnic basket" as
an art form. Joy Thank God you're not my wife.......what an absolutely ridiculous
compromise. Kind of like saying "Honey lets rocket to the moon"....."no dear, but if
you want to, you can make a paper airplane"....."now wasn't that fun"? Talk about a soul killer....... One is active......your suggestion is lazy.....do you really think hubby
is gonna want to lie down? John

Actually, I'm betting he likes to eat.

Auntie Em wrote:
Gimme some input, gang...... Pleeeeeeeese.

Someday you're going to die.

--
Scott Johnson / scottjohnson at kc dot rr dot com

"Joy" <joydoesntlikespam@nospam.yahoo.com> wrote in message
news:10c9hlkruhhum32@corp.supernews.com... "John Royer" <jroyer@istar.ca> wrote in message news:ca2ete$6k$1@news.eusc.inter.net... "Joy" <joydoesntlikespam@nospam.yahoo.com> wrote in message news:10c3omd5v27hq46@corp.supernews.com... "Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... You say "ostensibly" for a hike - which is different from saying "mandatory hike". Here's your compromise. Picnic instead of hiking. Find out where there is a nice picnic area (something you drive to, not hike to) complete with restrooms. Then pack a gourmet picnic basket, full of your favorite foods. Who says picnics have to be sandwiches? It can be whatever
you most want to eat. Take a nice tablecloth for the picnic table, a couple of lawn chairs, and citronella candles. Perhaps you'll never be an outdoorswoman - but I'll bet you could get into packing the "ultimate picnic basket"
as an art form. Joy Thank God you're not my wife.......what an absolutely ridiculous compromise. Kind of like saying "Honey lets rocket to the moon"....."no dear, but if you want to, you can make a paper airplane"....."now wasn't that fun"? Talk about a soul killer....... One is active......your suggestion is lazy.....do you really think hubby is gonna want to lie down? John Actually, I'm betting he likes to eat.

If he wanted to eat he would've suggested a restaurant.

"John Royer" <jroyer@istar.ca> wrote in message
news:ca77t5$a1l$1@news.eusc.inter.net... "Joy" <joydoesntlikespam@nospam.yahoo.com> wrote in message news:10c9hlkruhhum32@corp.supernews.com... "John Royer" <jroyer@istar.ca> wrote in message news:ca2ete$6k$1@news.eusc.inter.net... "Joy" <joydoesntlikespam@nospam.yahoo.com> wrote in message news:10c3omd5v27hq46@corp.supernews.com... > > "Auntie Em" <Auntie Em@thisisfake.com> wrote in message > news:xEawc.3980$Sq1.888@fe38.usenetserver.com... > You say "ostensibly" for a hike - which is different from saying "mandatory > hike". Here's your compromise. Picnic instead of hiking. Find out where > there is a nice picnic area (something you drive to, not hike to) complete > with restrooms. Then pack a gourmet picnic basket, full of your favorite > foods. Who says picnics have to be sandwiches? It can be whatever you most > want to eat. Take a nice tablecloth for the picnic table, a couple
of lawn > chairs, and citronella candles. Perhaps you'll never be an outdoorswoman - > but I'll bet you could get into packing the "ultimate picnic basket" as an > art form. > Joy Thank God you're not my wife.......what an absolutely ridiculous compromise. Kind of like saying "Honey lets rocket to the moon"....."no dear, but
if you want to, you can make a paper airplane"....."now wasn't that fun"? Talk about a soul killer....... One is active......your suggestion is lazy.....do you really think
hubby is gonna want to lie down? John Actually, I'm betting he likes to eat. If he wanted to eat he would've suggested a restaurant.

I think you're missing something. First of all, there really isn't anything
wrong with compromise as long as both parties are compromising, and in
sufficient agreement. Second, apparently Auntie Em's husband liked the
picnic idea. Third, you're lacking in imagination - some of the most fun
I've ever had has been on the "boy and girl out on a picnic" date. With a
little thought, I'm sure you can see the possibilities.

Seriously, you come across as a guy who is a bit disgruntled. Are you OK?
Did you ever have a spouse refuse to go hiking or something, making it a hot
button for you?