Mr. Bernie Makes a Sucky Girlfriend

When I get ready in the morning, I put clips in my hair.  The kind the beautician puts in your hair before she cuts it.  My hair Goddess taught me that would help me make fun curls. I’m usually good about remembering to take them out so I can finish my hair and not look like I ran away from the beauty parlor. Note the word, usually.

On Saturday morning we got up early and cleaned our kitchen and living room. It was still early and we had worked up an appetite. Neither of us wanted to mess up the kitchen making breakfast, so I offered to run to McDonald’s to pick up something to eat. I had already showered, so I was dressed and ready to go. I waddle out to the car, start it and I’m on my way. I looked in my rear view mirror and screamed. I was still wearing my clips in my hair.  Why didn’t Mr. Bernie tell me? Why didn’t he suggest I take those out before leaving? I quickly rip them out of my head before I get to the drive-thru and try to fluff up my hair. I was really annoyed. I don’t like leaving the house looking like an escapee from the beauty parlor.

When I got home I said to Mr. Bernie, “You make a sucky girlfriend!” He looked shocked and hurt, as if he wanted to be a girlfriend anyway. “What makes you say such a thing, Bernadette?” I pointed to my head and wailed, “You let me leave the house wearing these stupid clips! Don’t you even glance at me any more?”  He started to laugh long and hard.  He gave me several reasons as to why he didn’t point out the clips. Let me share them with you.

I thought that was the look you were going for today.
Your beautiful like a rainbow. (I’m not sure where this came from)
I’ve seen you wear them so many times, I didn’t think about it.
Look at what the cats are doing!

Granted I don’t want my husband to be my best girlfriend. However, it would be nice if he could point something out once in a while.


Thank you all for your kind wishes about Scoobie. It mean a lot to us both. Mr. Bernie got to read them all as well.



  1. Stephanie Lay says:

    I love the “look at what the cat’s are doing” attempt! It reminds me of my son Sean. When he was about 2 1/2, I was scolding him for something and he suddenly looks past me and says “Oh look, a bear!”. He has consistently tried to completely change the subject when scolded ever since (he’s 3 1/2 now).

    • What a smart little guy. I hope he grows out of it and doesn’t keep it up when he is 50, like Mr. Bernie. *lol*

  2. Why don’t they know??!!?!?!? It’s like they’re newborns.

    PS: You’re beautiful like a rainbow = Cindi Lauper =)

  3. benzeknees says:

    I can relate to this totally – my husband did the same thing to me recently with a hole in my slacks. My question was the same “Do you ever even look at me anymore?” At least Mr. Bernie tried to make an excuse, Mr. Benzeknees just looked at me like Huh? Have a great day!

    • *lol* Normally, the Mr. would have answered that way. However, he is like a trained seal. If he has a feeling something might be gong in the blog, he tries to be clever.

      • benzeknees says:

        Maybe I’ll have to try that out, although I kind of like it the way it is now. The Mr. doesn’t read my blog, doesn’t even really understand what a blog is, so I can talk about him all I want (but somehow I rarely do – except for a couple of posts when I first started & he FORGOT my birthday).

        • My Mr. doesn’t read my blog either. I might tell him something I posted, but he doesn’t pay attention. Yes, I would want to show a post where the hubby forgot my birthday as well. Sheesh. Men!

  4. Oh, I just assumed you went out and about like the pic on your button, no?

  5. I like Mr. Bernie’s attempt at distracting you with “Look what the cats are doing.” As if that would work!
    Like you, I have certain standards for going out in public. They might not be very high, but they’re standards nonetheless. At least you discovered your clips before you got to McDonalds!

    • Yes, thankfully! I think I would have come home and wanted to choke him if I had not. He likes to do that, “Oh, look at the cats! Look at the dog” Look at anything other than what you are annoyed about.

  6. Did I ever tell you about the time last summer when my husband let me walk *nearly a mile* – in public – through the neighborhood, past the park (where everyone and their kid was playing), and down the river walk… with the bottom of my skirt tucked into the waist part! I flashed them all while wearing my comfiest granny panties! He was walking behind me the entire time. His excuse? I thought you were flirting with me! Thankfully, I felt the breeze before we got to our destination: a large outdoor concert with 300 people!

    Guys really are sucky girlfriends!

    (Oh, and I worked at a drive-thru for a while. Your hair clips would have gone unnoticed. It’s when you hop in the car in your *open* robe with nothing on underneath when they notice… and laugh the rest of the day!)

    • OMG! Really? Wow! I think I would have wanted to crawl in the ground and died. Wow!
      A robe with nothing under it? Well now that would be both scary and interesting.

  7. “You’re beautiful like a rainbow!” wins the prize! He knows how to appease…hee hee

  8. So funny. Do you remember the days when women would leave the house in curlers, their heads covered by scarves? At least you didn’t have curlers in your hair.

  9. I think we just kind of get immune to how our significant other looks—I do, however, try to make sure I defur my beloved before he leaves the house…..and I ask that he check my teeth for greenies. I am sure Mr. Bernie just loves you just the way you are. Hope today is a better day for you both. Hugs.

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