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Title: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Kimblee on February 17, 2013, 12:13:46 PM
I make you tuna salad. I hate fish of all kinds, I have the smell of tuna, and I hate peeling eggs. Yet I make making a batch of tuna salad for my dad because he wants a tuna salad sandwich to take to rehersal today.

To a lesser extent, if I make deviled eggs assume I love you. I don't like dealing with peeling eggs, and I don't eat deviled eggs. But no part of making them is repulsive to me (like tuna) so its not such a labor.

Now... How do you show the people in your life that you love them?
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: otterwoman on February 17, 2013, 12:48:42 PM
I don't eat red meat at all. But I will make meatloaf, meatballs, and even triple meat lasagna for DH. He raves about the food, and appreciates that I make it for him.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: NutMeg on February 17, 2013, 12:55:18 PM
My boyfriend has to wake up much earlier than me to go to work. I set an alarm for when I know he is leaving the house so I can send him a good morning text on days that I haven't stayed over. I can just roll over and go back to sleep, but it makes him feel special.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: deety on February 17, 2013, 02:23:50 PM
Patterned paper towels.  I really don't like them-- I think they're cutesy and tacky.  Just don't like 'em.  My dislike stems from a marathon cleaning session in my first apartment where I noticed tiny greenish-blue marks on the walls next to my built-in full length mirror, from the paper towel print.  Now when I get paper towels I do get prints, as DH and kids love them.  I even get ones with designs they'll particularly like--butterflies, popcorn (okay, that one's mine), cats, birdhouses.

Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Katana_Geldar on February 17, 2013, 03:34:40 PM
Wen I cut up cucumber for myDh for salads. I hate bit, but he loves it.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Doll Fiend on February 17, 2013, 04:47:16 PM
When I knit/crochet something for some one. Doing so hurts, a lot. With my hands it is hard to create more than 20 min at a time before I have to use Ice packs or a heating pad. And this is while using pain pills. My DH and BFF and her BF all understand and Love anything I do create for them.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: AmethystAnne on February 17, 2013, 05:52:35 PM
^^^^
Oh man, Doll Fiend.... :'(

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DH knows I love him because I carry his dinner plate to him while he watches TV.
One time, he rreeaallyy knew that I loved him because I held his head while he was 'losing his lunch' during a bout of stomach virus he had caught from somewhere.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: snowfire on February 17, 2013, 07:45:16 PM
I hate hand sewing with a flaming passion.  Anything more than buttons has to be done more or less at gunpoint. (Tendonitis in the hands adds to this.)  When my DH finished his year as Master in his Masonic Lodge, I hand embroidered his Past Master's apron.

My first experience with a rotary cutter to do the ultrasuede trim on this is over in the Yeah, Don't do that thread...I still have the scar. (Short version, my thumb was hanging over the edge of my straightedge when I was cutting the strips.  Those rotary cutters are SHARP!)
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Nikko-chan on February 17, 2013, 07:55:58 PM
I pour out the pop that you left on the table all day for you before you get home so you won't have to.

I clear out the dirty dishwater and do the dishes.

Note: Doing either of these things makes me gag and almost well... you know. Not the doing the dishes part, just doing the emptying of the dirty dishwater... the smell... crivins!
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Seven Ate Nine on February 17, 2013, 08:18:16 PM
If I made it and it involves mayonaise, I must love you.  While I can eat some things that have mayo mixed in, the smell of it straight out of the jar makes me nauseous.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: afbluebelle on February 17, 2013, 09:22:23 PM
I gnaw on you or head butt you. I only feel comfortable gnawing on those that I love.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: heyyoume on February 18, 2013, 01:14:31 AM
My family and friends know I love them if I do anything  that requires handsewing... or cook curried sausages for tea.... and since I've been studying full-time and working full-time if I turn up to visit on the weekend they know I REALLY love them...
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: JonGirl on February 18, 2013, 05:16:30 AM
I gnaw on you or head butt you. I only feel comfortable gnawing on those that I love.



This. I do this and DH always knows, because I have never ever told him (because I can't say it ever), I do this instead...


Oh, and I don't buy $A30 boxes of Coca Cola for just any ol' body either lol!...
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Black Delphinium on February 18, 2013, 08:23:37 AM
I work until 9, then come home and make dinner without asking for help, even though you've been home all night.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: CrochetFanatic on February 18, 2013, 01:02:23 PM
I rearrange my plans to drive you somewhere.  By "my plans", I mean something like a doctor's appointment or driving way out of my way to drop someone off.  The reason it's such a huge favor for me to do is because, for the longest time, it was just assumed that I would be available.  After being called "selfish" for not being someone's ride when I was two days after a tooth extraction (and taking pain meds that didn't do much), something in my head sort of went "snap!"  I'll still do this for people, but it isn't an automatic "yes" anymore.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Piratelvr1121 on February 18, 2013, 01:22:46 PM
I watch a show I really am not all that into just to spend time with you, especially if I read a fanfic written for that show to proofread it for you. 
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Dalek on February 18, 2013, 01:46:36 PM
I love my nephew so much that I let him move in with us. He was from West Philly and had a few guys in his neighborhood making trouble . He got in a fight one day. His mom got scared and sent him to live with us.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: onyonryngs on February 18, 2013, 01:56:44 PM
Well, I hope that marrying him & having my DH's kids was enough to convince him that I love him.  If not, maybe he knows it when I buy his favorite beer even though I'm a martini girl.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Jones on February 18, 2013, 02:22:25 PM
I love my nephew so much that I let him move in with us. He was from West Philly and had a few guys in his neighborhood making trouble . He got in a fight one day. His mom got scared and sent him to live with us.
Lemme guess, you live in Bel Air? ;)

When I am done in the mornings I leave the space heater on so the rest of the family doesn't have to suffer shivering clothes changes and icey toilet seats. I suffer through as the earliest riser, so they don't have to.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: RebeccainGA on February 18, 2013, 02:35:40 PM
I make DP peanut butter and sweet pickle or Miracle Whip and banana sandwiches. Hands sticky, and both combinations make me retch - but she loves them.

Come to think of it, I think making her scrambled eggs every single morning (even weekends) around 7am when she gets hungry should count too. I never get to sleep past 8 before she's nudging me "honey.... can I have some breakfast.... please?"
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Van down by the river on February 18, 2013, 03:46:57 PM
I make Dh his favorite "gross" sandwiches too. I also buy little threats that he loves but I can't eat to put in his lunchbox for work. I make sure there is butter on one side of the bread, miracle whip on the other and ketchup between the slices. I make sure there is plenty of sliced up, frozen bananas in the freezer at all times for his smoothies. I also was his undercrackers and socks to his specifications, folding them the way he likes and making sure his drawers are full.

I also let him watch what he wants when he's home. Even if it bores the holy heavy eyelids out of me. He works a lot and I'm home so I spoil him when he's home bc I can pretty much do anything I want when he's away.

I also bring him breakfast in bed sometimes. I even bring him ketchup for his eggs even though I find this so insulting to my cooking.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: sevenday on February 18, 2013, 05:43:18 PM
In response to the post above mine... I love the typos.  "little threats," "undercrackers"

My roommate's version of "don't you know..." is when he goes outside and mows the grass without complaining (much) on his days off because I am allergic to cut grass.  I do have medicine, and if I stay inside it doesn't get to me TOO badly, but going out and mowing would send me into full on allergic reaction even with the meds on board. 

My version?  I buy bulk packs of various things he likes for his lunch and snacks, like raw almonds and big jars of applesauce.  I then break them down into snack packs that he can grab and toss into his lunchbox... all so he can sleep in a little longer (he works nearly 12 hour graveyard shifts). 
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: mmswm on February 18, 2013, 05:54:49 PM
If I get up on the roof to help you.  Ever since my hiking accident I've had an irrational fear of heights/falling.  I can get up on a ladder, but taking that step onto the roof is pure torture.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: jpcher on February 18, 2013, 07:19:06 PM
Dear Daddy --

Please know that I love you when I ask you questions. Even though I have the knowledge to search and find the answer on my own, I still like your personal take on things.

I'll listen to your long-winded answers. I'll give input as to what I've learned by myself and you are certainly allowed to discount my input, saying that your way is better. I trust your judgement.

I am your child. Even though you're 80 years old and I've been on my own for quite a few years, I still need you . . . not for answers or advice, but knowing that you still need to feel important in my life.

That's why I ask you questions that I don't really need answers to.

Thank you for always being there for me.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: mw8242 on February 18, 2013, 08:01:07 PM
When even though I'm so hungry I only get the ingredients needed to cook dinner, instead of copping out and getting ready made food. Then I follow the recipe to make the healthy enchiladas and wait the 25 minutes for them to cook. Self, that's how much I love you and am committing to the healthier lifestyle to get health back under control.

*I know it's corny but it was a big deal for me to cook a healthy dinner after such a long day.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Piratelvr1121 on February 19, 2013, 09:32:26 AM
When I don't wipe away the wet kisses on my cheek.  :)  Yes they are slobbery but since he's just learning about giving kisses and giving them spontaneously, I'm not about to complain. Even if I do pull away when I feel teeth.

Sometimes I can't tell if he's trying to kiss me or eat me, and as our name's not Donner, I have to draw the line somewhere.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Van down by the river on February 19, 2013, 11:16:44 AM
In response to the post above mine... I love the typos.  "little threats," "undercrackers"


Haha! Undercrackers was intentional. However, I love little threats. I may have to adapt that into my vocabulary when making DH's lunches. My phone sometimes knows me better than I do.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Nikko-chan on February 19, 2013, 11:20:11 AM
When even though I'm so hungry I only get the ingredients needed to cook dinner, instead of copping out and getting ready made food. Then I follow the recipe to make the healthy enchiladas and wait the 25 minutes for them to cook. Self, that's how much I love you and am committing to the healthier lifestyle to get health back under control.

*I know it's corny but it was a big deal for me to cook a healthy dinner after such a long day.

Recipe pretty please? Those sound yummy!
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: alkira6 on February 19, 2013, 11:41:38 AM
When I clean the little thing that builds up under your big toe that you can't get to.

When I make anything that involves chicken skin because you like it.

When I wake up at 3:30 to kiss you goodbye on your way to work and I don't have to work that day.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: heartmug on February 19, 2013, 11:44:40 AM
When I take out the trash.  I really do think it is your job, since I do the cooking and the cleaning up afterwards, but when I see that you had a long, exhausting day of work, I just do it myself.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: ScubaGirl on February 19, 2013, 11:48:07 AM
I go to all your races - 5Ks, 10Ks, half-marathons, marathons, half ironmans, triathlons, etc.  But, above all else, when I equally divided my one slice of peanut butter pie for you after you said at the restaurant you didn't want to take home any dessert for yourself.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: lady_disdain on February 19, 2013, 04:47:47 PM
I love onions. You don't. No meal I cook for us, together, had onions. I have never told you to just pick them off, finely minced them so you don't notice them or hid them from you.

I have picked onions off a particularly delicious bruschetta at a restaurant, so you could have a taste (sneak attack onions that weren't on the menu). I have refrained from pointing out that the dish you were really enjoying had minced onions (I have a talent for spotting ingredients and he doesn't have any side effects from eating onions, just an intense distaste).

I once bought sour cream and onions chips for myself after an argument, only to find that you like artificial onion flavouring. I didn't strangle you right then and there. Ok, it was petty revenge and I deserved the karma.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: BeagleMommy on February 20, 2013, 03:12:48 PM
When I go to a comic book convention with you.

As much as I love The Big Bang Theory I have never been, and am not now, into comic books.  Watching you and 187 grown men (and a few women) act like giddy twelve-year-olds was not how I wanted to spend my Sunday.  I do not think the Batmobile from the original series is cool.  However, you like this stuff so I went.

I draw the line at the vampire exhibit at the local museum.  That is NOT happening.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: mw8242 on February 20, 2013, 03:23:05 PM
When even though I'm so hungry I only get the ingredients needed to cook dinner, instead of copping out and getting ready made food. Then I follow the recipe to make the healthy enchiladas and wait the 25 minutes for them to cook. Self, that's how much I love you and am committing to the healthier lifestyle to get health back under control.

*I know it's corny but it was a big deal for me to cook a healthy dinner after such a long day.

Recipe pretty please? Those sound yummy!
http://www.skinnytaste.com/2010/02/chicken-enchiladas.html

Her whole website has amazing healthy recipes - also love the zucchini tots
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Kimblee on February 20, 2013, 07:32:47 PM
I love onions. You don't. No meal I cook for us, together, had onions. I have never told you to just pick them off, finely minced them so you don't notice them or hid them from you.

I have picked onions off a particularly delicious bruschetta at a restaurant, so you could have a taste (sneak attack onions that weren't on the menu). I have refrained from pointing out that the dish you were really enjoying had minced onions (I have a talent for spotting ingredients and he doesn't have any side effects from eating onions, just an intense distaste).

I once bought sour cream and onions chips for myself after an argument, only to find that you like artificial onion flavouring. I didn't strangle you right then and there. Ok, it was petty revenge and I deserved the karma.

My grandmother tried that once when I was a kids to "prove to me that I can't tell.

I intentionally aimed the puke onto her one of a kind hanging wall quilt. (I was six? Is that young enough to get a pass?)

And as for finely minced onions in something I'm enjoying? All the people who nicely look the other way are very sweet. The ones who wait until i am done, and inform me so I can take my migraine pills? They love me! (Okay, the others do too, but its in the way my stepmom and BFF handle it that makes it so much better.)

I apparently am very sensitive to something present in onions, in a lesser extent in garlic, and that when cooked gets very weak. Raw onion in my system will produce headaches so bad I seriously asked my father to "put me down" like a terminal animal. Garlic will do something similar, but not as painful. But if I can get a dose of tylenol + asprin + a half dose of ibuprofin, usually I can ward it off.

Cooked onions do very little to me, but their texture is gaggy for me. Which means I loved a friend VERY much when I tried her fajitas in their limp soggy onion-y glory. (It was awful, but she was trying so hard.)
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Lady Snowdon on February 20, 2013, 08:35:45 PM
When I come and sit down on the bed and then spend 10 minutes in the morning nicely talking you into actually waking up and getting out of bed.  I could be using those 10 minutes for something that I really want to be doing, like reading, petting the dog, getting dressed or making my lunch.  Instead I spend it repeating "you need to get up now" like a robot. 

When I clean up the mess the dog made because of something you left out, instead of leaving it for you to clean up.

When I agree to go with you to watch our city's NBA team play.  I hate basketball.  It's uninteresting, I don't like the entertainment, and I don't like the way this arena smells or the food it offers.  I only go because you asked me to. 
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: lady_disdain on February 20, 2013, 08:40:13 PM
I love onions. You don't. No meal I cook for us, together, had onions. I have never told you to just pick them off, finely minced them so you don't notice them or hid them from you.

I have picked onions off a particularly delicious bruschetta at a restaurant, so you could have a taste (sneak attack onions that weren't on the menu). I have refrained from pointing out that the dish you were really enjoying had minced onions (I have a talent for spotting ingredients and he doesn't have any side effects from eating onions, just an intense distaste).

I once bought sour cream and onions chips for myself after an argument, only to find that you like artificial onion flavouring. I didn't strangle you right then and there. Ok, it was petty revenge and I deserved the karma.

My grandmother tried that once when I was a kids to "prove to me that I can't tell.

I intentionally aimed the puke onto her one of a kind hanging wall quilt. (I was six? Is that young enough to get a pass?)

And as for finely minced onions in something I'm enjoying? All the people who nicely look the other way are very sweet. The ones who wait until i am done, and inform me so I can take my migraine pills? They love me! (Okay, the others do too, but its in the way my stepmom and BFF handle it that makes it so much better.)

I apparently am very sensitive to something present in onions, in a lesser extent in garlic, and that when cooked gets very weak. Raw onion in my system will produce headaches so bad I seriously asked my father to "put me down" like a terminal animal. Garlic will do something similar, but not as painful. But if I can get a dose of tylenol + asprin + a half dose of ibuprofin, usually I can ward it off.

Cooked onions do very little to me, but their texture is gaggy for me. Which means I loved a friend VERY much when I tried her fajitas in their limp soggy onion-y glory. (It was awful, but she was trying so hard.)

I call that good aim :D
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: QueenofAllThings on February 20, 2013, 08:45:01 PM
I forgo cooking some of my favorite things because you dont like the taste/smell (Brussel sprouts, fish, Lima beans). I get up up an hour or two early every morning to make sure you have what you need for a productive day at school and to see you off, even though you can manage on your own.

I iron for you.

Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: ladyknight1 on February 20, 2013, 09:05:52 PM
When I remove the hundreds of cactus needles in your backside, thigh and back because you leaned up against a cactus while trimming a tree for the neighbors.

When I don't yell at you for trying to catch that piece of stainless steel, that cut through your hand, and required stitches and shots.

When I don't yell at you because I have to get shots since I am RH negative and you are O positive and I love you and our son.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Girlie on February 20, 2013, 09:09:18 PM
When I invite you over for any reason whatsoever. I'm a homebody who HATES entertaining and having guests over. I'd prefer to buy you dinner out or pay for your movie ticket than to order pizza in and watch a show at home. If I invite you here, you're in.
Title: Re: Don't You Know I love You When.....
Post by: Dorrie78 on February 20, 2013, 09:16:16 PM
When I sit in the (small) smoking room at the club with you while you smoke a cigar so we can play cribbage and watch the golf tournament together.