Does your Husband suffer from W.H.I.D. ??
If so, he is not alone. No longer does he have to endure the pain of Women with Hairbrained Ideas Disorder (otherwise known as W.H.I.D.)
He no longer has to wear the “I drink because my Wife has Ideas” t-shirt. Throw it away. Because now there is another little blue pill ( and NO, not the famous blue pill you are thinking of!) that can help.
Simply dissolve it in your hubbie’s favorite beverage while you seat him in his recliner and fetch his slippers after work. Wait 12 minutes for full effect and then approach your husband with your Hairbrained Idea.
For example…..
Me : Hi Honey! Did you have a good day at work?
Him: grumble
Me: That’s ok honey, you sit down right here while I get you a drink and your slippers. (Serve favorite beverage with dissolved little blue pill now. Works best when chilled.)
Him: grumble
12 minutes passes. It sometimes helps to set the oven timer to remind exactly when the best approach time is.
A test question is usually the way to start to make sure the pill has taken effect. Start with something small before you introduce the Hairbrained Idea.
Me: Honey, do you mind if I go shopping today?
Him: That’s great, I’d love that, do you want me to go with?
Test Successful. Proceed to Hairbrained Idea Submission.
Me: That would be terrific honey! But before we go shopping, do you mind if I pick up something very heavy and awkward for free on the side of the road?
Him: That’s great, I’d love to!
Me: And what if it took 4 full grown men to lift it into the back of the pick up, and then what if I wanted to haul it all the way through the house, up our newly carpet stairs, past our freshly sheet rocked, textured and painted walls, where eventually it would reside in a room where the doorway only gives us a leeway of 3 inches to get it thru and the whole time we were moving it, it was leaking rusty oily water all over everything?
Him : That’s great, I’d love to!
Me: And what if I told you it was going to cost $100 for said four men to get it up the stairs?
Him : That’s great, I’d love it!
Me : And what if I told you this item of which I have been speaking is a broken down refrigerator from the 1950′s?
Him: That’s great, I’d love it…… small grumble…..
If grumble ensues, this may be the time to check the dosage. Another pill may need to be administered.
Me : And what if I told you this broken down refridgerator from the 1950′s that is free on the side of the road and will leak everywhere, take four full grown men to move and cost a $100 was ………..
PINK???
Him:………………..pause……………..That’s great, I’d love it!!
And there you have it ladies, an end to your husband’s pain and suffering from W.H.I.D.!!
If you would like more information on this miracle little blue pill, please leave a comment below.
(this has been a true story brought to you and sponsored by The Fancy Farmgirl. This is an actual story, please see photos below. However, I TRULY wish there had been a miracle blue pill involved rather than ME suffering thru my husband’s terrible outbreak of W.H.I.D.)
So with no further ado, please enjoy viewing the best free side of the road find EVER! This beauty now resides in my office, and is going to be used to store all my office supplies and files.
P.S. NO HUSBANDS WERE ACTUALLY HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS BLOG POST, THE BLUE PILL IS FICTIONAL AND ALL OTHER CONTENT IS ACTUAL
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