Got lucky, have an indulgent spouse wrt my hobbies, and she enjoys my brews!
It's all good! :rockin:
Cheers!
I have the same. She takes an interest in what I'm interested in and leaves me to it when she gets bored.
Got lucky, have an indulgent spouse wrt my hobbies, and she enjoys my brews!
It's all good! :rockin:
Cheers!
Stop wasting your money on beer stuff
njs170 said:no physical honey do list... that would piss me off but we talk about things that need to be done. Of course there are things that should be done before brewing but that isn't going to happen any time soon.
I normally get "you are obsessed!" I think she is just jealous because I still find time to brew and she doesn't have time for her hobbies. We have a 7 month old. I normally put him in a carrier and he helps! He loves being apart of whatever I am doing!
ACbrewer said:Our first married Christmas she says 'I got you a hobby' (brewing).
This years anniversary was copper, so she got me a copper ale and a copper wort chiller.
jtd_419 said:Looked it up and steel is the eleven year anniversary.... not specifically stainless but should work
Jeffro74 said:I'll echo the "watch the kids during brew day" trick. I get to brew beer, the kids can help weigh stuff and stir occasionally, the wife gets to go out to a movie with her friends. Win/win/win.
I'm lucky as well, though, because my wife will drink what I brew, is interested in possibly making our own wine, and her mother was the one who got me my first kit.
That's so true man. Beer is our cupcake.
Ok so I just got a new burner and brew pot today and I have been playing with that thing most of the day. Just getting the air mix right and finding the best spot to put it. You know what I'm talking about guys.
Well my wife tells me to stop and do something else. The honey do list is done so what else is there to do. She just doesn't get the point on spending all this money onbrew stuff. What does your wife's think?
Gothgar said:Dying here, hilarious
So, extract brewing is like using a boxed cake mix, extract with specialty grains is like using a boxed cake mix, but changing it up with stuff like jello or extra eggs/vanilla, and all grain brewing is like making cupcakes from flour, sugar, etc.
ArtimusBeerimus said:Awesome! Hmmm... That's got me thinking... Which year is the stainless steel anniversary again...? There's got to be a stainless steel anniversary, right???
thadius856 said:My wife is awesomely supportive of brewing. I have no idea why. She never was with woodworking, DIY, electrical guitar or a couple other past hobbies.
I drove her to work for a meeting this morning. Dropped her off at 8. Went to Lowe's and spent $90 on lumber to build my workshop counter top and some bottle crates without asking. Darted across town and scored two cornys for $25 each (need rebuilding) without asking. Texted her before heading back to let her know I'd be a few minutes later picking her up from her meeting. Showed up 15 minutes late with the truck bed full of 2x4s, firring strips and cornys. She didn't bat an eye. "Looks like you had a busy morning." "Yup. "
I take her to a grocery store we go to only occasionally (out of the way) to pick a case of her favorite energy drinks for work and bought her a bagel. On the way out, I ask if we can stop by Wally World to look at Tupperware containers to store specialty grain. I expected an uphill battle. Instead, she's totally into the idea. We end up spending 15 minutes discussing the pros/cons of different containers for storing grains, standing in the middle of the food storage aisle. We decided quart mason jars would work best, as they hold 20 oz of grain filled to the lid (1 lb to the neck) and are $10 for a dozen with lids. She grabs two cases of them, carries them to the checkout while I try to get her to let me carry them, and then buys them for me. I was astounded. "I hope two cases will get you started," she says.
Next she says we should go to the brew store (?!?!?!). "OKAY!" Floored it out of the parking lot before she could change her mind. She ended up weighing out and filling all 24 jars while I tried to pick them out and write it all down for the clerk. I grab no less than 7 packets of yeast from the fridge, she looks me dead in the face, and asks "are you sure that's all you need?" Not a hint of sarcasm. I almost undressed her right there.
She then leads me around the store, pointing at half of the items and asking me if I needed them. Many of them were wine items or chemicals that I didn't even know what they did, but I didn't have the heart to tell her. The only thing I picked up was a comically large 5L flask off the top shelf, at which point she laughed at me, and I put it back.
While I paid, she sneakily loaded it all in the car for me. I walked out, and asked why she laughed about the flask.
Her: "Nobody needs one that large. Not even you."
Me: "Well, I bought one on Amazon last night..."
Her: "You... what? *long pause* What else did you buy?"
Me: "A 3L flask..."
Her: "And!?"
Me: "A 1L flask..."
Her: "What else?!"
Me: "Some other flasks, down to 50ml for slants"
Her: "...keep going"
Me: "A stir bar... that's all of it. I promise."
Her: "Can I help you use them?"
Me: "Uh... well, sure, I guess, but why would you..."
Her: "Yay! I'm feeling like Chinese food right now..."
We got home, she helped unload the truck (including the lumber), then help me cut up the 204 pieces for the 12 crates I'm assembling tomorrow. She played with the dogs, then made dinner. She's watching her favorite TV show right now, so... I better go give her a back rub right meow, and anything else she wants.
At what point did you wake up from this dream?
Ok so I just got a new burner and brew pot today and I have been playing with that thing most of the day. Just getting the air mix right and finding the best spot to put it. You know what I'm talking about guys.
Well my wife tells me to stop and do something else. The honey do list is done so what else is there to do. She just doesn't get the point on spending all this money onbrew stuff. What does your wife's think?
My wife is awesomely supportive of brewing. I have no idea why. She never was with woodworking, DIY, electrical guitar or a couple other past hobbies.
I drove her to work for a meeting this morning. Dropped her off at 8. Went to Lowe's and spent $90 on lumber to build my workshop counter top and some bottle crates without asking. Darted across town and scored two cornys for $25 each (need rebuilding) without asking. Texted her before heading back to let her know I'd be a few minutes later picking her up from her meeting. Showed up 15 minutes late with the truck bed full of 2x4s, firring strips and cornys. She didn't bat an eye. "Looks like you had a busy morning." "Yup. "
I take her to a grocery store we go to only occasionally (out of the way) to pick a case of her favorite energy drinks for work and bought her a bagel. On the way out, I ask if we can stop by Wally World to look at Tupperware containers to store specialty grain. I expected an uphill battle. Instead, she's totally into the idea. We end up spending 15 minutes discussing the pros/cons of different containers for storing grains, standing in the middle of the food storage aisle. We decided quart mason jars would work best, as they hold 20 oz of grain filled to the lid (1 lb to the neck) and are $10 for a dozen with lids. She grabs two cases of them, carries them to the checkout while I try to get her to let me carry them, and then buys them for me. I was astounded. "I hope two cases will get you started," she says.
Next she says we should go to the brew store (?!?!?!). "OKAY!" Floored it out of the parking lot before she could change her mind. She ended up weighing out and filling all 24 jars while I tried to pick them out and write it all down for the clerk. I grab no less than 7 packets of yeast from the fridge, she looks me dead in the face, and asks "are you sure that's all you need?" Not a hint of sarcasm. I almost undressed her right there.
She then leads me around the store, pointing at half of the items and asking me if I needed them. Many of them were wine items or chemicals that I didn't even know what they did, but I didn't have the heart to tell her. The only thing I picked up was a comically large 5L flask off the top shelf, at which point she laughed at me, and I put it back.
While I paid, she sneakily loaded it all in the car for me. I walked out, and asked why she laughed about the flask.
Her: "Nobody needs one that large. Not even you."
Me: "Well, I bought one on Amazon last night..."
Her: "You... what? *long pause* What else did you buy?"
Me: "A 3L flask..."
Her: "And!?"
Me: "A 1L flask..."
Her: "What else?!"
Me: "Some other flasks, down to 50ml for slants"
Her: "...keep going"
Me: "A stir bar... that's all of it. I promise."
Her: "Can I help you use them?"
Me: "Uh... well, sure, I guess, but why would you..."
Her: "Yay! I'm feeling like Chinese food right now..."
We got home, she helped unload the truck (including the lumber), then help me cut up the 204 pieces for the 12 crates I'm assembling tomorrow. She played with the dogs, then made dinner. She's watching her favorite TV show right now, so... I better go give her a back rub right meow, and anything else she wants.
thadius856 said:My wife is awesomely supportive of brewing. I have no idea why. She never was with woodworking, DIY, electrical guitar or a couple other past hobbies.
I drove her to work for a meeting this morning. Dropped her off at 8. Went to Lowe's and spent $90 on lumber to build my workshop counter top and some bottle crates without asking. Darted across town and scored two cornys for $25 each (need rebuilding) without asking. Texted her before heading back to let her know I'd be a few minutes later picking her up from her meeting. Showed up 15 minutes late with the truck bed full of 2x4s, firring strips and cornys. She didn't bat an eye. "Looks like you had a busy morning." "Yup. "
I take her to a grocery store we go to only occasionally (out of the way) to pick a case of her favorite energy drinks for work and bought her a bagel. On the way out, I ask if we can stop by Wally World to look at Tupperware containers to store specialty grain. I expected an uphill battle. Instead, she's totally into the idea. We end up spending 15 minutes discussing the pros/cons of different containers for storing grains, standing in the middle of the food storage aisle. We decided quart mason jars would work best, as they hold 20 oz of grain filled to the lid (1 lb to the neck) and are $10 for a dozen with lids. She grabs two cases of them, carries them to the checkout while I try to get her to let me carry them, and then buys them for me. I was astounded. "I hope two cases will get you started," she says.
Next she says we should go to the brew store (?!?!?!). "OKAY!" Floored it out of the parking lot before she could change her mind. She ended up weighing out and filling all 24 jars while I tried to pick them out and write it all down for the clerk. I grab no less than 7 packets of yeast from the fridge, she looks me dead in the face, and asks "are you sure that's all you need?" Not a hint of sarcasm. I almost undressed her right there.
She then leads me around the store, pointing at half of the items and asking me if I needed them. Many of them were wine items or chemicals that I didn't even know what they did, but I didn't have the heart to tell her. The only thing I picked up was a comically large 5L flask off the top shelf, at which point she laughed at me, and I put it back.
While I paid, she sneakily loaded it all in the car for me. I walked out, and asked why she laughed about the flask.
Her: "Nobody needs one that large. Not even you."
Me: "Well, I bought one on Amazon last night..."
Her: "You... what? *long pause* What else did you buy?"
Me: "A 3L flask..."
Her: "And!?"
Me: "A 1L flask..."
Her: "What else?!"
Me: "Some other flasks, down to 50ml for slants"
Her: "...keep going"
Me: "A stir bar... that's all of it. I promise."
Her: "Can I help you use them?"
Me: "Uh... well, sure, I guess, but why would you..."
Her: "Yay! I'm feeling like Chinese food right now..."
We got home, she helped unload the truck (including the lumber), then help me cut up the 204 pieces for the 12 crates I'm assembling tomorrow. She played with the dogs, then made dinner. She's watching her favorite TV show right now, so... I better go give her a back rub right meow, and anything else she wants.
My wife is awesomely supportive of brewing. I have no idea why. She never was with woodworking, DIY, electrical guitar or a couple other past hobbies.
I drove her to work for a meeting this morning. Dropped her off at 8. Went to Lowe's and spent $90 on lumber to build my workshop counter top and some bottle crates without asking. Darted across town and scored two cornys for $25 each (need rebuilding) without asking. Texted her before heading back to let her know I'd be a few minutes later picking her up from her meeting. Showed up 15 minutes late with the truck bed full of 2x4s, firring strips and cornys. She didn't bat an eye. "Looks like you had a busy morning." "Yup. "
I take her to a grocery store we go to only occasionally (out of the way) to pick a case of her favorite energy drinks for work and bought her a bagel. On the way out, I ask if we can stop by Wally World to look at Tupperware containers to store specialty grain. I expected an uphill battle. Instead, she's totally into the idea. We end up spending 15 minutes discussing the pros/cons of different containers for storing grains, standing in the middle of the food storage aisle. We decided quart mason jars would work best, as they hold 20 oz of grain filled to the lid (1 lb to the neck) and are $10 for a dozen with lids. She grabs two cases of them, carries them to the checkout while I try to get her to let me carry them, and then buys them for me. I was astounded. "I hope two cases will get you started," she says.
Next she says we should go to the brew store (?!?!?!). "OKAY!" Floored it out of the parking lot before she could change her mind. She ended up weighing out and filling all 24 jars while I tried to pick them out and write it all down for the clerk. I grab no less than 7 packets of yeast from the fridge, she looks me dead in the face, and asks "are you sure that's all you need?" Not a hint of sarcasm. I almost undressed her right there.
She then leads me around the store, pointing at half of the items and asking me if I needed them. Many of them were wine items or chemicals that I didn't even know what they did, but I didn't have the heart to tell her. The only thing I picked up was a comically large 5L flask off the top shelf, at which point she laughed at me, and I put it back.
While I paid, she sneakily loaded it all in the car for me. I walked out, and asked why she laughed about the flask.
Her: "Nobody needs one that large. Not even you."
Me: "Well, I bought one on Amazon last night..."
Her: "You... what? *long pause* What else did you buy?"
Me: "A 3L flask..."
Her: "And!?"
Me: "A 1L flask..."
Her: "What else?!"
Me: "Some other flasks, down to 50ml for slants"
Her: "...keep going"
Me: "A stir bar... that's all of it. I promise."
Her: "Can I help you use them?"
Me: "Uh... well, sure, I guess, but why would you..."
Her: "Yay! I'm feeling like Chinese food right now..."
We got home, she helped unload the truck (including the lumber), then help me cut up the 204 pieces for the 12 crates I'm assembling tomorrow. She played with the dogs, then made dinner. She's watching her favorite TV show right now, so... I better go give her a back rub right meow, and anything else she wants.
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