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Posted (Darcie) in Man Brain Syndrome

I love my husband.

I really do.

But he leaves me scratching my head sometimes.  And if I’m not left scratching my head I’m left banging it against a wall.  On a nearly daily basis.

Case in point:

Today he saw these shoes in the garage as he passed through there when he arrived home from work.

reddish-sneakers

He met me in the kitchen where we exchanged pleasantries and hugs and inquiries about our respective days.

A few minutes into the conversation he asked about the shoes in the garage.  It went a little something like this:

Him: Whose shoes are those in the garage?
Me: (admittedly perplexed because I’ve recently stopped memorizing inventory of garage items) I’m not sure which shoes you’re talking about.
Him: Those reddish shoes.  In the garage.
Me: Yeah.  I got the garage part.  Reddish shoes though?
Him: They look like they might be Torri’s.  Or Kennedy’s.  And I think they’re wet.
Me: Oh (instantly realizing he was referring to the PINK tennis shoes Kennedy left in the garage to dry after they got soaked during field day).  Those are Kennedy’s.
Him: Oh.

Why he had a burning desire to know whose shoes were in the garage is beyond me.  And precisely which part of those tennis shoes he considers “reddish” is a mystery I’ll probably never solve.  In this case, a one sentence answer to his pining question was eons easier than a lengthy explanation as to the differences between “reddish” and PINK.

See?

Scratching my head.

His color blindness is just another of those things I chalk up to his MBS.

Man Brain Syndrome.

His freakish lack of anything that even resembles a memory falls into the same category.  As does his tendency to piddle.  And procrastinate.

All symptoms of MBS.

I’m holding out hope for a cure.

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Krystyn on May 20th, 2009 at 10:32 am #

Does MBS also explain the inability to find things right in front of his face? Yes, I think so.

melanie on May 20th, 2009 at 10:56 am #

Men + pink = issues. Case in point, my darling helpful husband who gets overwhelmed dressing our 2 year old daughter. Here’s a real life conversation:

him: Is her outfit okay?

me: Um, well, sure. It’s fine.

him: Someone should come up with a color coding system for clothes matching.

me: Well, my darling, some people would say that the clothing items themselves are well, color-coded because of their COLORS.

Kelly on May 20th, 2009 at 11:01 am #

I think men just have a problem saying the word pink…

My husband has a color blind friend and I have the most fun with him. He gets really tired of me saying “Hey B, what color is this?”

Jeff on May 20th, 2009 at 12:10 pm #

You see, it isn’t that I can’t identify colors. It is that guys like to simplify things. So, rather than get lost in crayola-like details, I would prefer to keep it simple and then get more specific as necessary. There was a chance that you would have known what I was talking about by the ‘shoes in the garage’ statement and then think of the time we would have saved!

Girls, on the other hand, like to wander their way to the point. They would say something like, ‘Honey, I was just in our Muave garage and my Sea Foam eyes spied the cutest pair of…they looked like they were from Kohls, oh, and I’ve been wanting a new pair of platform…I digress…they were a pair of lightly soiled, corral-hued, size 6 Sketcher shoes.’

But you know that I love you! :-)

Allison L on May 20th, 2009 at 12:37 pm #

Too funny! I’ll have to remember that MBS thing for explaining some of Matt’s idiosyncrasies!

Gramps on May 20th, 2009 at 1:42 pm #

I think I had a comment to counter your premise but I forgot what it was or else where I put it. BTW I agree with Jeff, of course!

Kelly P on May 20th, 2009 at 4:09 pm #

I read the comments in search of Jeff’s response. Cute.

jen@ourdailybigtop on May 20th, 2009 at 4:39 pm #

Too funny. My husband needs garanimals to dress the kids. I swear he comes up with some doozies especially for our daughter. MBS applies to dressing kids too.

Becca on May 20th, 2009 at 6:07 pm #

haha seriously, I’m not always sure what goes through my hubby’s brain.

his response in the comments cracked me up :-)

kellie@LaVidaDulce on May 20th, 2009 at 7:32 pm #

Yes I would hold out for the cure….and hope its not contagious!

Heather on May 21st, 2009 at 12:41 am #

Perhaps he was thrown off on the color because there was a large red storage tub across from them and the blinding sun shone into the garage directly onto the 3-way mirror behind the shoes and the overall glare had a slightly red tint, so the actual lines of the shoes were somewhat indistinguishable.

Otherwise he’s just color blind.

misty on May 22nd, 2009 at 9:21 am #

this made me chuckle. I am one who desperately needs to solve MBS…

Holly on May 23rd, 2009 at 10:09 pm #

Heheh that’s pretty funny! I can see the bits of the shoes that are pink but I certainly wouldn’t call them “reddish”! :P

Christina on May 23rd, 2009 at 11:02 pm #

LOL!!! Mine has that too!

Jen on May 26th, 2009 at 12:50 pm #

MBS. I have one who suffers from that, too. =)

I’m still chuckling over the ‘reddish’ part.

Jenny on May 26th, 2009 at 1:07 pm #

Me in the middle of the night: The baby needs to be changed.

Him: OK.

Five minutes later I nudge him again.

Him: Oh, you want me to change her RIGHT NOW?

Me: No, I want you to lay here and relax while I tell you all the things that need to be done.

Our family suffers from MBS as well. Nothing left to do but love them anyway I guess.

Val on May 26th, 2009 at 10:04 pm #

Sign another one up. We are full of MBS around here.
My favorite is, “Where is…….(insert anything you like here.)”

Sometimes I hide his things on purpose just so I can watch him go crazy looking for them :)

Musings of a Housewife on May 27th, 2009 at 8:50 pm #

Long time, no blog! Everything alright over there?

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