When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really.

You have enough clothes. You have too many shoes.

Crying is blackmail.

Your ex-boyfriend is an idiot.

Do not fake it. We would rather be ineffective than deceived.

If you think you are fat, you probably are. do not ask us. We refuse to answer.

Learn to work the toilette seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.

Do not cut your hair. EVER. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then, you are stuck with her.

Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not quests to see if we can find the perfect present yet again.

If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you do not want to hear.

Sometimes, we are not thinking about you.

Do not ask us what we are thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation and big trucks.

Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

Shopping is not a sport and no, we are never going to think of it that way.

Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one..subtle hints do not work. Strong hints do not work.
Obvious hints do not work!

No we do not know what day it is. We never will. Mark anniversaries on the calendar. Remind us frequently beforehand.

Most guys own three pairs of shoes. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?

Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question

Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do.

A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

Foreign films are best left to foreigners.

Check your oil. Please.

Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissable in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

If you wont dress like Victoria's Secret girls, dont expect us to act like soap opra guys.

If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of those ways makes you sad or angry, we meant it the other way.

Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway, it's genetic.

Don't rub the lamp if you dont want the genie to come out!

You can either ask us to do something OR tell us how you want it done, not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.

Women wearing Wonder bras and low-cut blouses lose their right to complain about having their ##### stared at.

All men see in only16 colors, like windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

We are not mind readers and we will never be. Our lack of mind reading ability is not proof of how little we care for you.

If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing", we will act like nothing is wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

What the hell is a doily?

Does that include the three wishes! LOL

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That was really a good article, missed the three tough,am I stupid or is my hunch right?

A rule that was missed. If you talk dirty in bed, expect to be treated like a porn star. Don't get upset if we pull your hair after you ask for it.

Hi ladies, this is Julie. I'm Patricks wife. This rule is 100% correct! When Paddy was in New York City on a job I decided to surprise him with a new look. I cut my hair from mid back to above my shoulders. His pick up pulled into the driveway and I ran out to greet him. He was so shocked by what I had done that he was speechless. He was so sad and disappointed. When I talked to him about it he told me that when he lays me down at night and my hair spreads out on the pillows he sees me as his 18 year old blushing bride on her wedding night. That is so sweet!
I had no idea Paddy felt that way about my hair. I tried everything to cheer him up. I do mean EVERYTHING. I need a "bobbing for apples" smiley. We had cabbage, potato, and beef casserole at least twice a week for 2 months. I bought sexy new lingerie, packed really nice lunches for him to take to work, I even starched his jeans like he was always asking me to do. Nothing worked, he really missed my hair. It was the most depressed I'd ever seen him.
Finally my hair went past my shoulders again. We made up and I promised to never, ever let it get above the middle of my back again. I did get a promise out of him too, if we ever bought a truck again it wouldn't be a pile of crap Freightshaker. At the time he was thinking about buying a Classic XL to haul flat bed. My dear Paddy Boy is a trucker. No matter how much he swears he'll never get back into the life.
Bye bye!
Thanks for letting me share!

Hi, Julie again. Just had to say this. I've birthed and breast fed 10 children. So if long hair turns my Paddy on and gets his motor running then so be it! I'm not a fatty or a saggy, but I could use some help. Whatever it takes to get some when he's home! Thank the Lord for push up bras to get the girls almost where they're supposed to be. Hey I'm a truck driving girl myself, that means I'm honest and will say whats on my mind! We love reading what you people write. I'm sitting on his lap right now with the computer. He's laughing like a fool at what I'm putting on here.
"You can't write that"
"Yes I can"
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LMAO Julie!!! I'm one of those gals too that likes to speak my mind. Great to see ya come out with it...

My hair is to my butt... I cut it once and cried my eyes out. FINALLY it is back and I don't see myself every cutting it again. Although some days (especially hair washing day) I'm swearing and ready to chop it all off!!!

Love reading post from you and Patrick.... what a great couple you two are. Can actually feel the love from your post... it radiates. Not a lot of people have what God has bless you guys with. It's always great to see.

Cher

Hi Cher! It's Julie, we love reading your posts! You're very insightful and articulate.
Glad to meet a fellow truck driving gal, my cb handle is Wild Child. I can sling a tractor trailer through traffic like it's a Corvette! Sure gave Paddy some white knuckle rides down the Rockies back in my day. He'll never admit it but I'm the better driver. He let me drive his Peterbilt dump truck after he got it. WOW! What a machine! Big horsepower and not too heavy or long. Can't wait til it gets out of the shop (####### broke the front end with a excavator) and he goes to Spokane on the 10th of this month to the 20th of next month welding piping for a new sewer plant. Then I get to run loads in the truck. I'll have to hold myself back a little bit, my daughter Gina will be riding shotgun. It's going to be hard though, I absolutely adore that truck! It needs at least 5 more gears and a polished aluminum bed though. GRRRR, only 10 gears to play with! 550 ponies and no way to get it to the ground!
Yes, we're absolutely in love. The key to making a marriage work is never ever go away mad! We're Irish Catholic (explains the kidlets doesn't it) so we can really fight! When my temper flares, watch out! However we never, ever hang up the phone mad, leave the house mad, or go to bed mad. Marriage is a lot of hard work, but the rewards of putting in the work are immeasureable. Paddy and I are absolutely inseperable. We could never leave each other. We still fall asleep in each others arms. When he's away he's so sweet. He calls every night, sends flowers, cards, he even writes me poems!

Swing by Texas and pick me up, Julie!!! I want to ride!!! LOL

Great stories gals,we all love ya's. from time to time give us somemore,we enjoy this type of love stories,me and mine are fine too, she has short hair but I am happy,her ears are sore though,just kidding,that's the trucker in me too. love you guys ,I mean gals. you know what i mean,nothing disrespectful,that's for sure.