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Wife is upset because I don't want to have TG with strangers. (1 Viewer)

Should I...

  • Go to her friend's house for Thanksgiving.

    Votes: 66 43.7%
  • Stand my ground.

    Votes: 13 8.6%
  • Bang the friend then tell my wife, "I told you this was a bad idea".

    Votes: 65 43.0%
  • Tell her to go without me and spend Thanksgiving with a "friend".

    Votes: 7 4.6%

  • Total voters
    151
She should have asked you first, but at this point, just suck it up and go. Tell her for the future, this is something she can't decide on her own. Oh, and sleep with the friend.
You think it's worth potentially ruining a holiday? I don't know these people, I don't know what their religious beliefs are (or how strong), I don't even know if they drink.
I assume since they work together that you are not traveling 8 hours to get there. Sure it may be a wasted afternoon, but not sure I would call it "ruining" a holiday.
I agree that's taking it a bit far. I always feel like I'm in work-mode when I go to things like this. I'd prefer someone I knew to be a little more comfortable to let the drinks and jokes fly.

Being PC on a holiday is just un-American imo.
:shrug: we're going to a friends' house I don't know well but there's three families, beer, wine and football. Sort of looking forward to it. Plus we cook the turkey, they're doing everything else.

 
Serious answer - just this once.

It's Thanksgiving. Be thankful for a "friend" who is willing to share their home when they don't have to, enjoy yourself, stay on top of your game and be lively, adore your wife in front of her friend so she knows your wife is treated special, and man up.
/thread

 
This has "didn't know my coworker's husband was black when I invited them to my home" potential.
My wife did this to me once when we were still dating. I had met her good friend (super white) but not her friend's husband (black). We were going to her friend's son's birthday party and they thought it would be funny to not tell me.

The payoff was the confused look on my face, something like "Am I at the right house?" when they opened the door. My future wife and her friend immediately broke out laughing at me. Jerks.
I can't decide how I feel about that story.
Personally, I can't imagine a situation where I went to a someone's house I didn't know and being confused because the person who answered the door wasn't white.
Yeah, well I grew up in Northern Wisconsin and went to school in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. We were ALWAYS surprised when the person opening a door wasn't white.
Ah. That mitigates your initial post a bit.

 
My wife sprung this on me last night; she planned for the three of us (wife, daughter and me) to spend Thanksgiving at her friend's house from work.

I asked if this was some large event with lots of people planned? She said no, it would just be the three of us, her friend, friend's husband and daughter (I foresee lots of awkward, forced, trying to get to know each other moments).

While I think it's a nice gesture, I don't feel comfortable meeting people for the first time at the dinner table on Thanksgiving.

I'm not 100% into tradition but this just seemed weird to me. I didn't plan on cooking because I've been traveling non-stop these past few months and took 10 days off to decompress.

My plan was to eat out like we usually do or make something small at the house (e.g. I'm not cooking 10 side dishes).

The wife cooking isn't an option, she's a horrible cook.
There's still time for that when you get home. :rimshot:

 
Go, have some drinks, watch some football, entertain the Poindexters, pay some dues. It is part of the game.

Just be sure to start a thread next time you are traveling and meet a half drunk, small breasted/great assed stripper who just finished having dinner with some old slick back haired prosecutor, while she has been eye ####### you for an hour as you eat your filet and sip your tonic at the bar. That is the thread we are all waiting on.

 
Go, have some drinks, watch some football, entertain the Poindexters, pay some dues. It is part of the game.

Just be sure to start a thread next time you are traveling and meet a half drunk, small breasted/great assed stripper who just finished having dinner with some old slick back haired prosecutor, while she has been eye ####### you for an hour as you eat your filet and sip your tonic at the bar. That is the thread we are all waiting on.
Certainly Ron may have handled the situation differently than did I. Ron has aplomb. He has game. He is a lusty and zesty guy with a knack for exploring the paths life offers and then reporting them here with timing and style. For instance he may not have missed a beat when after she asked if she was dressed too young and hot for that restaurant and I told her that no, she looked fine, she said thanks, but maybe she should have worn some panties. Me, I suspect I blushed and stammered a bit as I changed the subject when the waiter showed up.

 
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My wife sprung this on me last night; she planned for the three of us (wife, daughter and me) to spend Thanksgiving at her friend's house from work.

I asked if this was some large event with lots of people planned? She said no, it would just be the three of us, her friend, friend's husband and daughter (I foresee lots of awkward, forced, trying to get to know each other moments).

While I think it's a nice gesture, I don't feel comfortable meeting people for the first time at the dinner table on Thanksgiving.

I'm not 100% into tradition but this just seemed weird to me. I didn't plan on cooking because I've been traveling non-stop these past few months and took 10 days off to decompress.

My plan was to eat out like we usually do or make something small at the house (e.g. I'm not cooking 10 side dishes).

The wife cooking isn't an option, she's a horrible cook.
There's still time for that when you get home. :rimshot:
:lol: Just spit coffee everywhere, thanks.

 
My wife sprung this on me last night; she planned for the three of us (wife, daughter and me) to spend Thanksgiving at her friend's house from work.

I asked if this was some large event with lots of people planned? She said no, it would just be the three of us, her friend, friend's husband and daughter (I foresee lots of awkward, forced, trying to get to know each other moments).

While I think it's a nice gesture, I don't feel comfortable meeting people for the first time at the dinner table on Thanksgiving.

I'm not 100% into tradition but this just seemed weird to me. I didn't plan on cooking because I've been traveling non-stop these past few months and took 10 days off to decompress.

My plan was to eat out like we usually do or make something small at the house (e.g. I'm not cooking 10 side dishes).

The wife cooking isn't an option, she's a horrible cook.
There's still time for that when you get home. :rimshot:
:lol: Just spit coffee everywhere, thanks.
Because of the eat out highlighting. I thought the best part of his post was following that highlighting up with ":rimshot:"

 
Go, have some drinks, watch some football, entertain the Poindexters, pay some dues. It is part of the game.

Just be sure to start a thread next time you are traveling and meet a half drunk, small breasted/great assed stripper who just finished having dinner with some old slick back haired prosecutor, while she has been eye ####### you for an hour as you eat your filet and sip your tonic at the bar. That is the thread we are all waiting on.
Certainly Ron may have handled the situation differently than did I. Ron has aplomb. He has game. He is a lusty and zesty guy with a knack for exploring the paths life offers and then reporting them here with timing and style. For instance he may not have missed a beat when after she asked if she was dressed too young and hot for that restaurant and I told her that no, she longed fine, she said thanks, but maybe she should have worn some panties. Me, I suspect I blushed and stammered a bit as I changed the subject when the waiter showed up.
Go on....

 
Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win

 
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Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win
Oof.

 
Glad it worked out, but you didn't answer if you ####ed the turkey or any of the sides? We have a pool here.

 
Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win
If it's such a big deal, why is your wife waiting until the last minute to tell your daughter? It's just asking for trouble. Speaking of trouble, what was Angie up to?

 
Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win
If it's such a big deal, why is your wife waiting until the last minute to tell your daughter? It's just asking for trouble. Speaking of trouble, what was Angie up to?
It is odd to wait to tell your daughter. I enjoy your threads but as time has gone on your wife strikes me as a really crappy mother.

 
Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win
So Boston Market for Thanksgiving then?
 
Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win
So Boston Market for Thanksgiving then?
That sounds like an awesome idea, actually.

 
Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win
If it's such a big deal, why is your wife waiting until the last minute to tell your daughter? It's just asking for trouble. Speaking of trouble, what was Angie up to?
It is odd to wait to tell your daughter. I enjoy your threads but as time has gone on your wife strikes me as a really crappy mother.
As opposed to Father of the Year Ron?

 
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Wednesday night, my daughter starts setting the table at our house. As a side note, she sets the table for holidays; it's a big deal for her, so much she does it a day early.

Anyway, while she's setting the table my wife tells her she doesn't need to set the table because we're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving.

It just simply doesn't compute to my daughter; she starts asking questions in a heightened voice like, "well how can we talk about things we're thankful for?" and "will there be turkey" and "why can't we stay here" etc etc etc.

My wife, initially, ignores her statements by just saying she'll have a nice time and don't worry about it.

My daughter goes silent for a while...then...outbursts into tears. She runs to the kitchen and continues setting the table in tears. I watched her placing forks, napkins, etc with a face full of tears and I couldn't take it anymore.

I looked at my wife...no, I gave my wife the laser beam death stare of WTF are you doing, look.

She walked over, picked up my daughter. We did a group hug and said Thanksgiving will be at our house.

win/win
If it's such a big deal, why is your wife waiting until the last minute to tell your daughter? It's just asking for trouble. Speaking of trouble, what was Angie up to?
It is odd to wait to tell your daughter. I enjoy your threads but as time has gone on your wife strikes me as a really crappy mother.
As opposed to Father of the Year Ron?
You can feel free to make whatever judgments you'd like about Ron's personal life. However one thing he always comes back to is his daughter's well being and taking care of her. From his posts here it sounds like he puts her first where as the wife sounds like she puts her needs/desires in front of the daughters.

 
No way my wife pulls this on me without asking first. What's the point of his wife saying yes before checking with AR? It takes two seconds to text him. Power play?
You new to this story?
Been here the whole time. Ron runs his house. Wife coming off worse all the time.

How does a family communicate so little that the daughter setting the table finally provokes a conversation about Thanksgiving dinner? I hope you guys still had a good day with your daughter.

 

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