I bought a perlick faucet yesterday so I can stick it in the door of my beer fridge. The wife is not really pissed, she just shook her head. I don't think she get suprised anymore at the things I do in the name of BEER.
Pumbaa said:The trick is when your wife starts to complain you need to find a temperary hobby more annoying then the hobby you actually want to do. When she starts to b1tch about the new hobby you can go back to the old one
I actually used to think that. Now I know when I go in to make my $12.00 purchase for ingredients it will end up costing me over $30.00.cweston said:Excellent. How about philandering as the new hobby?
That would solve the problem one way or another, I imagine
My wife mostly bristles at the endless succession of nickle and dime equipment purchases. She's apparently under the impression that there comes a time when a brewer has everything and only needs to purchase ingredients.
Laughable, isn't it?
2nd Street Brewery said:My wife has nothing to complain about. She bought me my first setup for Christmas a few years back. It's all her fault!!!!
:rockin: :rockin: :rockin:
2nd Street Brewery said:My wife has nothing to complain about. She bought me my first setup for Christmas a few years back. It's all her fault!!!!
:rockin: :rockin: :rockin:
Baron von BeeGee said:When I met my wife I was kayaking ~80 days a year and Raleigh is about 3-7 hrs from the good stuff in the mountains == weekends, holidays, vacations. I also had a pretty close scrape the week before our wedding on my kayaking 'bachelor' party. Now any hobby that keeps me on our property or at least in the zipcode seems like a good compromise to her
That's actually why I moved down towards F-V instead of another location...we're only about 30 minutes from my parents which should buy me the occasional free pass. But since my wife has no interest whatsoever in kayaking, and is at best ambivalent about camping, I've basically traded kayaking for mountain biking which I can easily do locally before or after work to my heart's content. I also don't miss all the hours on the highway, and with gas like it is...!Kaiser said:I hear you man. It was climbing for me and I was able to keep it up until she started to get really sick from her second pregnancy. Now I just don't feel like leaving her alone for a whole day or even a weekend. That's why I'm looking forward to moving back to New England soon. There she has family that can help her and I can go to the Mountains again. Even on overnight trips once in a while.
Kai
2nd Street Brewery said:My wife has nothing to complain about. She bought me my first setup for Christmas a few years back. It's all her fault!!!!
:rockin: :rockin: :rockin:
JimmyBeam said:Mine is pissed right now too. Shes pregnant and has maybe 2-3 weeks left. She made me promise to keep a 12 pack of my first brew just for her. Its now down to 3 that she has hiden somewhere.
I mean, come on.....I tried. Isnt it the thought that counts?
2nd Street Brewery said:My wife has nothing to complain about. She bought me my first setup for Christmas a few years back. It's all her fault!!!!
:rockin: :rockin: :rockin:
timdsmith72 said:I just make my SWMBO something she likes from time to time and she's content with it.
cweston said:My wife mostly bristles at the endless succession of nickle and dime equipment purchases. She's apparently under the impression that there comes a time when a brewer has everything and only needs to purchase ingredients.
Pumbaa said:The trick is when your wife starts to complain you need to find a temperary hobby more annoying then the hobby you actually want to do. When she starts to b1tch about the new hobby you can go back to the old one
rod said:got my turkey fryer today!
today is the last brew day with 3 stock pots on the oven trying to prevent 3 boil overs at once
Dude said:Women just don't understand.
DeadSquirrel said:Back off, bub! I'm a woman **takes a quick peak to make sure**
Rusty said:Prove it.........:rockin:
DeadSquirrel said:Anyway, there are LOTS of understanding women who enjoy homebrewing just as much as you macho asses.
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