"It isn't my ears that's the problem," he said.
"The bad news?"
"It isn't my ears that's the problem," he answered. Just great! It turns out he has this incurable problem called being a man. I have to laugh when I think about it, as irritating as it is. You wouldn't believe the trouble he gets us into because he doesn't listen to me! For example:
I tell him so-and-so is pregnant. Isn't that exciting? "Yeah, that's great," he replies. I think he's listening but he is really thinking about some "Tricked Out Truck" he saw on the discovery channel. Fast forward 8 months. We are at a party or social gathering and my friend "Pregnant So-and-So" comes over with mama belly and Ben blurts out, "Are you Pregnant?" AHHHH!
Or I tell him a million times that we are going to some party. So I'm in the house getting the kids ready, Ben's taking out the trash and runs into some neighbors leaving. "Are you guys coming to the party?" they ask. "No, what party?" "Didn't Cat tell you?" they ask. "No." He says, making me look a ninny.
Then there is always the shock he has when I leave him with the kids because I have to go to a meeting -- the same one I told him about the week before and REMINDED him of the day before -- which he swears up and down that I never said anything.
Or when he doesn't pay the bills... or forgets to bring me home a Diet Coke.... the frustration!
Now, to be fair. It isn't like we ALWAYS listen to what our hubbies are talking about. But there is a huge difference. We have FILTERS. Oh, yeah, FILTERS. We can sort out information subconsciously and automatically tune into important things. Here's what happens.
"So last night on the Myth Busters they had this toilet...." Okay, I did the laundry. I still need to empty the dishwasher, and refill it. Then I still need to wash the sheets and remake the beds...
"Oh, and I made our dentist appointments for June 3rd at 10:00." Okay, I'll make a note: Dentist at 10 on June 3rd.
"Have I ever told you that story about my Uncle Steve and his truck?" Yes, only a million times. OH, he's telling a joke, chuckle politely. I wonder if Sam will eat broccoli if I put cheese on it?
And that's the way it goes!
Okay, I want to hear your stories of loving husbands tuning out on important info!