<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post8847162086695228404..comments</id><updated>2011-07-02T00:18:40.019+03:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Theory of Husband'/><category term='Gift Ideas'/><category term='Things To Do'/><category term='Masturbation In Marriage'/><category term='Men Are Like Waffles'/><category term='Talking To Your Wife About Sex'/><category term='Date Ideas'/><category term='Books To Read'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='Things Not To Do'/><title type='text'>Comments on iamhusband.com: What To Do When She's 'Always Right'</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/feeds/8847162086695228404/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html'/><author><name>a husband</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00332668923008049669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-9064887330703965990</id><published>2011-07-02T00:18:40.019+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T00:18:40.019+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just venting. My wife makes me feel that I can&amp;#39...</title><content type='html'>Just venting. My wife makes me feel that I can&amp;#39;t do anything right. We have been married 20 yrs and I feel all I do is work. She quit her job 18 yrs ago to be a stay at home mom and I had to make up for the loss of income. I&amp;#39;m know managing a group in a large company and with part of my staff overseas, find myself working late almost everyday. She does not do much around the house, takes time to watch her favorite shows and by the time I get home there&amp;#39;s very little time for myself. I typically stay up late just to unwind. The weekend is filled with a list that I can never complete. She has her time with her friends that she plans in advance and recently after 20 yrs I picked up a hobby. Know I find it a struggle to have time for my hobby and I&amp;#39;m thinking about giving it up. There&amp;#39;s a number of other issue not mentioned. Just needed to vent.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/9064887330703965990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/9064887330703965990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html?showComment=1309555120019#c9064887330703965990' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-8847162086695228404' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/posts/default/8847162086695228404' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-35609636'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-6762465022027257543</id><published>2011-03-10T06:46:51.379+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T06:46:51.379+02:00</updated><title type='text'>my husband is the one who is &amp;#39;always right&amp;#39...</title><content type='html'>my husband is the one who is &amp;#39;always right&amp;#39; i&amp;#39;m constantly aware that i may be wrong, but he never is. sigh. this blog makes me sad. if i were to even remotely suggest my husband to read this blog he&amp;#39;d retort &amp;#39;ah ha, this is where you&amp;#39;re getting all these crazy idealistic views of what you want&amp;#39; sigh. i&amp;#39;m so frustrated. if anything romantic happens it&amp;#39;s because i&amp;#39;ve planned it all. i don&amp;#39;t expect much, maybe just some validation. for the past 22 years i&amp;#39;m always the last one on my husband&amp;#39;s list of priorities but he doesn&amp;#39;t agree. sigh. that&amp;#39;s all. i do love your blog though. keep it up. your wife is very lucky.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/6762465022027257543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/6762465022027257543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html?showComment=1299732411379#c6762465022027257543' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-8847162086695228404' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/posts/default/8847162086695228404' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2005470309'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-7280001079553472412</id><published>2010-04-22T22:22:53.381+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:22:53.381+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I see some similarities in our marriage. I&amp;#39;ve ...</title><content type='html'>I see some similarities in our marriage. I&amp;#39;ve noticed that &amp;quot;in the moment&amp;quot;, either person admitting fault is rare; but later, when everyone&amp;#39;s cooled down and not so caught-up in the emotions, it&amp;#39;s easier to admit fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&amp;#39;t seen a pattern indicating which person has an easier time admitting fault except that it takes my wife a lot longer to cool down, so her admissions of fault don&amp;#39;t generally occur until later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;#39;s also the issue of how differing personality types admit fault; plus, there are factors (e.g. gender) at work. My wife is very good at verbalizing her feelings whereas I tend to convey my feelings through actions and content (e.g. mentioning cooking something special for dinner together or going out for a drive and a latte). My point is that it can sometimes be difficult for either/both people to spot how they express feelings and admissions of fault.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/7280001079553472412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/7280001079553472412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html?showComment=1271964173381#c7280001079553472412' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-8847162086695228404' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/posts/default/8847162086695228404' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-460284147'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-6237241320525493152</id><published>2009-05-03T02:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:33:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>from a wife who was "always right"

my husband bro...</title><content type='html'>from a wife who was "always right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my husband brought this embarrassing fault to my attention once during a knock-down drag-out fight.  i realized he was right but, ashamedly, was too proud to acknowledge it then, i continued rationalizing him as the guilty person in that fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the next time i was to blame for the problem, i stepped up and apologized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just couldn't bring myself to admit he was right and i was wrong after the fight had exploded &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will say that i am much better at being wrong ... in part to reading this blog (something a while ago about your wife being impressed that you were "good at being wrong" about minuscule things??) and in part to my husband telling me how ridiculous i was for managing to turn all of the blame around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for blogging</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/6237241320525493152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/6237241320525493152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html?showComment=1241307180000#c6237241320525493152' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-8847162086695228404' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/posts/default/8847162086695228404' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1937233731'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-2273425136792421547</id><published>2009-04-28T18:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:23:00.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Very good!  Redemptive love (Eph 5) is about hangi...</title><content type='html'>Very good!  Redemptive love (Eph 5) is about hanging in there and being strong and understanding. Even when tensions are high we do not need to check out. As the book "Love and Respect" points out, checking out may be the easier thing for husbands to do, but it is often counterproductive.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/2273425136792421547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/8847162086695228404/comments/default/2273425136792421547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html?showComment=1240932180000#c2273425136792421547' title=''/><author><name>Warren Baldwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17956713921509659993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11301234623030187439'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTtostbIWpQ/Sbp8W9y-UGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lAh0xhSv0jc/S220/S5301195.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.iamhusband.com/2009/04/what-to-do-when-she-right.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-219874887932551072.post-8847162086695228404' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/219874887932551072/posts/default/8847162086695228404' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-497828546'/></entry></feed>
