How to Deal with a Know-it-All

Your words of wisdom shan't go unacknowledged!

Your words of wisdom shan’t go unacknowledged!

Do you have a know-it-all in your life? Maybe it’s your mother, your son or, like me, it’s your husband. Perhaps you are the know-it-all. If so, and you want your relationships to work, I suggest you forward this on to your loved ones.

More than just a Know-it-all – Living with someone who has know-it-all tendencies is annoying, to say the least.  The unsolicited should’ves and would’ves are aggravating, frustrating and not even remotely helpful.  But, as we all know, a person comes as a package and we have to appreciate the good and make the most of the bad. Luckily my know-it-all hubby is also gorgeous and kind.  He is (and will be the first to say it) a fantastic cook, too.   But most importantly, he has a great sense of humour, which goes a long way in our house.

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A Silly Song, an Old Story and a Birthday Cake Martini…

It’s sort of like a party here today at Martinis and Motherhood.  Reason being, we are officially one year old! And to honour our birthday, I thought it would be kinda cool to celebrate together by taking a scoot back to where it all began – with a re-print of my first post: Cocktails and Canvases.

Then, I’ll be shaking up a very tasty martini. And I think you should make yourself one too.

But, before we can proceed, Mindy Miller (of Mindy’s World fame) wanted to dedicate her Birthday video to us. She’s insisting that it be shown right away. Continue reading

Who do you Choose? Your Girlfriend or your Husband?

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The following post was written for BLUNTmoms.  I would like to add, that my husband surprises me every once in a while when he hits the nail on the head and says just the right thing. But then there’s the rest of the time and that is where I got my idea for this piece. The rest of the time…

Dear Mrs. Shue,

I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar when I saw you…

Ok, ok- it was actually an Italian restaurant. The year was 1996 and I was a server there for the summer.
Anyway, you came in to meet some girlfriends for lunch and were the first to arrive. I knew you. You were an English teacher at the high school I’d attended, a married mom with 4 kids.  My young and single self was baffled by and in awe of your reality.
Four kids (WTF?)
Husband.
Career.
Looking all happy and put together… How did you do it all?  Not that I wanted to do it, myself.
Hell no! Marriage and all those kids? No thank you!  That seemed a crazy venture, to me.
I must have broached the topic of marriage with you that day because somewhere between you ordering a glass of chardonnay and me telling you the soup of the day, you spoke these words:

“As soon as I realized that it was my girlfriends, not my husband, that would meet my emotional needs, everything became much better…”

Well, my 21 year old heart broke for you. You had obviously given up on your relationship with your husband who clearly needed some pointers on communication from my ex, the aspiring poet.  He knew how to be there for a girl…

But, you’d settled for somebody who clearly wasn’t a poet…

To read the rest, head over to BLUNTmoms…

The MILF (Nomad Mom Diary)

Did you hear that?  No? I’m not surprised because I landed very gracefully while implimenting, yet another, leprechaun kick to the side. Today’s kick has been inspired by my featured post: The MILF!  I am really excited to be sharing a husband story. This always makes me happy.  And I am beyond joyous that today’s story, has been written by Lynn Morrison from The Nomad Mom Diary.  She is one of my most favourite writers in the entire blogosphere and she is here on my blog! Woo hoo (another graceful landing, I’m getting good at this!)

The following tale takes place during a family outing at the local drugstore…

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10 Signs We’re on a Moms’ Night Out

 
 Moms' night OutWe moms love a nice get together with our girlfriends. In fact, our sanity depends on it. By the time we peel the last kid from our leg and make it out the door, we’re exhausted and the night hasn’t even begun. But this doesn’t stop us. No way! We may be a tad disheveled but we’re more than ready to make the most of our night of freedom.

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