My wife would like to have a word with you...

I know notheeeeng !

My wife put it in context so many years ago when our son was born. I got on her about all the stroller she bought, the basic, fold up, light weight model, the jogging model with the high, spoked wheels, another of what I thought was a jogging model with huge foam wheels and the luxury model with storage space, cup holders and GPS (no LoJack or alarm but this was close to 20 years ago).

She got on me about all the motorcycles I had at the time. 70s SL70 that was my first real bike, CBR1000F, the last new bike I bought and the one that taught me I'd be dead if I kept riding the way I was, DT400 built to an increadbly stupid quick (not fast) woods bike that would have gotten me if the CBR didn't, and my beloved GL1100, the first new bike I owned and the one I wish I still had.

She said the SL was like her light weight stoller (it was registered at the time, the SL, not the stroller), great for a run up town. The DT was like that funky jogging stroller with the big tires, good for hitting the trails. The spoke wheel stroller was like my CBR, made for covering distance in a short time (we were both very active back then). And the luxury model was like my GL, all day comfort and then some.

Now that I think of it, that may have been the most in tune communication I ever had with my wife! I understood fully why she needed all those strollers and even offered to understand if she needed more being the understanding husband I am.

Anyone want to guess which of those bikes I still have?

I guess I just elaborated on what SecaRob said, we all have our flashlights.

I'm old and I smell bad, she will run the other way!Surprised

LOL, my wife is very understanding, since I do the groceries, housework, cooking and laundry, she hardly says a word, but she's not in good enough condition to say much. Strokes can be hell, but I know what the budget is, so I keep it to a level where I don't catch too much hell. She still remembers how to shoot, so I hide the gun. Hell I can't even remember where it is now.Undecided

Send your wife over and I'll cook her a meal she can't refuse and do her laundry while she's eating, that will soften her up.Tongue Out

I'm gonna start putting "Don't try this at home!" in me signature...Wink

You have to admit; this flashlight thing . . . it is curious behavior, no? We see it over and over, all the time around here. Somebody signs up, has an innocent question or two and the next thing you know they have so many lights on order they can't remember them all. Two months later they have three dozen flashlights on the shelf, chargers plugged in everywhere and an angry wife with a very strange Paypal statement in her hand . . .

marriagecounselorFoy

I get nervous just thinking about it ..

tell her You'll quit ..tell her anything ...

What's a wife ? Never had one of those , what brand is it , can you buy one from DX ? What batteries do they run on ?

Yes you guys do have a lot of explaining. Send me money and I will tell her its Benkie.

Best summary ever!

Here is an alternate theory..

My Wife Beats Me....

No but Seriously...

Christmas does not mean a thing.......for years now, I can have anything I want and so can she.

Money does not matter, only fun does....I have tons of money and she can get all she wants by beating me.

After need of money disappears, then reality sets in.

A completely different perspective...

I would much rather have my boyfriend or hubby at home enjoying his flashlights rather than sitting at the bar drinking up all our money and flirting with the ladies. Seems cheap by comparison.

Joanne

Better brace yourself Joanne. I think you're about to be deluged by marriage proposals..

sounds just like my wife..I get an "allowance" of sorts which is just a chunk of the budget if we can afford it..whatever I decide to spend it on is of my choosing..I don't rack up credit cards and I never spend what I can't afford from the budget..I never go to the bar other than a Boston Pizza night to watch the UFC with guy friends once and awhile..the wife thinks i'm a geek but she knows she's covered when the power goes out..so at least there's a bright side to the hobby (pun intended)..

Joanne, will you marry me right after my divorce is final? Smile

Welcome to BLF, by the way!

Ya, my wife doesn't really say anything about my hobbies. I keep to the budget (for the most part) and I lay low once in a while and just play games on the computer... for months on end. Actually I think she likes it better when I'm in the garage instead of listening to the game controller noise Frown(we both have PCs in the same small room).

I know she would rather have me home, than out and about. I don't drink or party, so al least she knows I'm home with her.

Old, look in the “adult toy” section of DX, maybe you will find a wife…Tongue Out

Ain't that creepy! Have you been spying on me? Only thing you left out was her saying "ANOTHER FLASHLIGHT?"

It's not my fault.... They tricked me into it. I need to find a local chapter of flashaholics anonymous.

My name is Larry and I have a problem. I am a flashaholic and I need help but first I want to show you my new triple XM-L DRY it is so cool! Er... Ah... My name is Larry and I have a problem.

Maybe I can stay on the wagon at least till the next group buy.

OK. I going to help you guys and especially you young guys out. Here is how it works. You have to get to the point where you have enough lights that she doesn't recognize any single light and starts referring to your lights as "ALL HIS LIGHTS." This is very important. When she sees your lights as a collection, she will not recognize any particular light and will not know when you sneek, or I mean bring a new light home. Make a note. You will have to learn to get to the Post office to pick up your packages before she does or have them sent to a trusted friend of something.

This is a true story as it happened to me 10 years ago when I was into collecting guns like I now collect flashlights. My ex wife (at the time my wife) walked into the room and found me admiring a new Ruger 44 Mag. Blackhawk revolver. She hadn't taken the time to notice the dirt and mud that I had smeared on the grip to make it look like it wasn't new. She said, "Is that a new gun?" I had to think of something fast. I took into account that she was well past the point of recognizing any single gun that I had. I said, "I've had my old 45 for years." Notice that I didn't even have to lie. I had indeed had my old 45 for years. It's not my fault she didn't know the difference between a new Ruger 44 Mag. Blackhawk revolver with a little dirt and mud smeared on the grip and a 45 ACP. I preceded to wipe the dirt and mud off of the gun and I said, "There, this old gal cleans up real good. She almost looks like she is brand new. My wife went over and started dusting the gun case with it's 3 empty slots that didn't have a gun in them not realizing that I had an expandable gun case and I always made sure I kept 3 empty gun slots right there in the front where she could see them. I remember her muttering, "I must be getting old. Seems like it takes me 5 times as long to dust this old gun case than it did when I was younger."

See guys. Isn't that better than fighting? It would be different if we didn't need all these flashlight because we do need them. It's a man thing.

OhSurprised you are SO BAD, such a bad boy. You’re the guy I wasn’t allowed to hang out with when I was a Kid!Smile

Great Post!!

Ingenious, Chidwack. I bow to the master.

Don't get me started.