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Save up some, get a little cash and get into a bigger house before prices start to go up again, then figure out what all you want to do with it. It may already have a basement bar :)

I have wet dreams about having a full basement with a built in bar. Unfortunately, I live in an area that has one of the largest limestone cave systems in the world which means basements are pretty rare due to the instability of the ground. But I can dream.....
 
I have wet dreams about having a full basement with a built in bar. Unfortunately, I live in an area that has one of the largest limestone cave systems in the world which means basements are pretty rare due to the instability of the ground. But I can dream.....

took me a long time to get to this but when I'm dead some ******** will rip it out and put a playroom there...

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I couldn't have said it any better. We met in 1977, married in 1988, and after 21 years of marriage we're still going strong! And, congrats on the baby.

Way to go- you're a married senior, all right. My wife & I tied the knot August '69, so #40 is coming up this August. I have only one thing to contribute to this thread.......since it's really about marriage, not beer. There's you, there's her, and there's the marriage. Deciding which of those three is important -for both of you- is the trick.

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"Everything in the world- whatever is and whatever happens- is a test, designed to give you freedom of choice. Choose wisely."

-Rebbe Nachman of Breslov
 
God am I happy Im not married. I can tell my "SWMBO" to f**k off if Id like and go find another one who does accept me and what I do!!!
 
I...HATE...YOU.

That said, when I can I come over?

Anytime, the pic is old so the couch is gone and there is a flat screen LCD on the wall now ohh and a beer on tap.


Stays the perfect temp for fermenting around 65° spring and fall low 50's during the summer with A/c on winter I can do saisons down there with the woodstove going.


and we can do some brewing wonder if the would let you on a plane with a Corny?
 
Anytime, the pic is old so the couch is gone and there is a flat screen LCD on the wall now ohh and a beer on tap.


Stays the perfect temp for fermenting around 65° spring and fall low 50's during the summer with A/c on winter I can do saisons down there with the woodstove going.


and we can do some brewing wonder if the would let you on a plane with a Corny?

That shouldn't be a problem. Just pay freight shipping and send it up a week before I fly. But I'd have to buy one first :drunk:! Maybe bottles would be cheaper.
 
Ok, since the thread has stopped being about farts, I can chip in:

If you think that any time you aren't allowed to do everything you want to it's a woman ripping off your balls, I don't think marriage is for you. I don't get to do or buy everything I want, and you know what? That's a good thing. I have some stupid ******* ideas sometimes. I'd also blow more money than I should on hobbies (video games and beer/brewing). My wife understands and supports my hobby, even though she doesn't like beer (any beer; don't tell me to make a wit or some apfelwein, she just isn't a drinker), but if I start to spend too much money on it then she points it out, and I cool it down a bit.

We were talking about finances, as there's a baby on the way, and she said 'it's not that expensive once you stop buying equipment' (as I just got some kegging stuff on the cheap). I said 'Yeah, I'm done... oh, except I need to convert another cooler so I can fly sparge. Then I'm done.' I got the exasperated-but-tolerant look I'm so used to, and then we moved on :)

I probably have a more 'restrictive' marriage than a lot of people do, but whatever. We keep each other within reason.
 
Ok, since the thread has stopped being about farts, I can chip in:

If you think that any time you aren't allowed to do everything you want to it's a woman ripping off your balls, I don't think marriage is for you. I don't get to do or buy everything I want, and you know what? That's a good thing. I have some stupid ******* ideas sometimes. I'd also blow more money than I should on hobbies (video games and beer/brewing). My wife understands and supports my hobby, even though she doesn't like beer (any beer; don't tell me to make a wit or some apfelwein, she just isn't a drinker), but if I start to spend too much money on it then she points it out, and I cool it down a bit.

We were talking about finances, as there's a baby on the way, and she said 'it's not that expensive once you stop buying equipment' (as I just got some kegging stuff on the cheap). I said 'Yeah, I'm done... oh, except I need to convert another cooler so I can fly sparge. Then I'm done.' I got the exasperated-but-tolerant look I'm so used to, and then we moved on :)

I probably have a more 'restrictive' marriage than a lot of people do, but whatever. We keep each other within reason.

I'm gathering people who share all the expenses have a situation like yours. Mine is very similar.
 
God am I happy Im not married. I can tell my "SWMBO" to f**k off if Id like and go find another one who does accept me and what I do!!!

What you are describing there is the selection process. Nothing unusual about that. One day, though, while you are out trying to make your selection, you will find that some unforeseen force has done a bad deed on you and it is in fact YOU that have been selected.

Once life deals you this fatal blow you will come to realise that you think so much about the happiness of this damn witch that you can never be happy yourself unless you are continually reminded (By her) that she is, indeed, also happy.

She will then test your resolve by attempting to destroy your happiness by making unreasonable demands. Naturally, you will resist, but you find that if you do not make a deal with the she-devil whereby you both sacrifice certain things in order that you gain "Contentment equilibrium" You will be destined to be eternally miserable......And also get no nookie.

You wouldn't bother gambling on a slot machine where you won all the time as would be the case with a totally submissive woman. A man needs the pressure of possible defeat to keep life interesting.

Love is not a pink heart on a Hallmark card. It is a curse on mankind in which the male of the species must continually struggle to gain his own happiness by means of satiating the batcrap crazy stupid whims of the lady with the snaky hair.
 
What you are describing there is the selection process. Nothing unusual about that. One day, though, while you are out trying to make your selection, you will find that some unforeseen force has done a bad deed on you and it is in fact YOU that have been selected.

Once life deals you this fatal blow you will come to realise that you think so much about the happiness of this damn witch that you can never be happy yourself unless you are continually reminded (By her) that she is, indeed, also happy.

She will then test your resolve by attempting to destroy your happiness by making unreasonable demands. Naturally, you will resist, but you find that if you do not make a deal with the she-devil whereby you both sacrifice certain things in order that you gain "Contentment equilibrium" You will be destined to be eternally miserable......And also get no nookie.

You wouldn't bother gambling on a slot machine where you won all the time as would be the case with a totally submissive woman. A man needs the pressure of possible defeat to keep life interesting.

Love is not a pink heart on a Hallmark card. It is a curse on mankind in which the male of the species must continually struggle to gain his own happiness by means of satiating the batcrap crazy stupid whims of the lady with the snaky hair.

I, in my most succinct and eloquent moods, could not have achieved this definitive expression and conveyance of wisdom.

I wanted to italicize and bold the whole post, from the merits of each individual paragraph, all on it's own (even though they turn ital.); but the whole post would have ended up being italicized and bold.

:mug:
 
Love is not a pink heart on a Hallmark card. It is a curse on mankind in which the male of the species must continually struggle to gain his own happiness by means of satiating the batcrap crazy stupid whims of the lady with the snaky hair.

My man, you couldn't have said it better! Permission to quote this in my sig?!?!?!?!?
 
I hate to rub it in, but my wife just rolled her eyes when I bought a house because it has a brewing studio in the basement. She begs me to brew. Our kind of compromise is that 1) I have to drink at least half of the beer that I make and 2) I have to keep a supply of her favorite homebrews on hand (her favorites are a crazy hoppy IPA and a very hoppy red ale).

I'm new to the forum, so please let me know if tolerant-wife-gloat is strictly forbidden.
 
LGI, are you sober, WTF, I actually understood everything you just said. I dont like this side of you....LOL
 
I hate to rub it in, but my wife just rolled her eyes when I bought a house because it has a brewing studio in the basement. She begs me to brew. Our kind of compromise is that 1) I have to drink at least half of the beer that I make and 2) I have to keep a supply of her favorite homebrews on hand (her favorites are a crazy hoppy IPA and a very hoppy red ale).

I'm new to the forum, so please let me know if tolerant-wife-gloat is strictly forbidden.


Go right ahead, despite what Laughing Gnome just said , I have a totally submissive wife that I would not trade for the shiniest brew gear. She doesnt care what I do with OUR money, never ever ask me why I'm buying something, and on weekends she just gets dressed cuz she knows we're going somewhere. During the drive , she'll ask where we're going. I love her! However, the important thing here, she trust me and my decisions. Gloat away. :mug:
 
I think what got me out of all of this was the tone of how this message was written. We all make sacrifices in our lives, and when you have a partner, you have to make those sacrifices. However, the tone of being backed into a corner and fearing retribution baffles me. Relationships should be partnerships, not dictatorships.
 
A whole lot depends on how much she weighs! In brewing terms, that would be O.G vs. F.G....
 
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