I guess my spouse and I would laugh over most of these comments, but I would also want the same get-away that he gets. And I wouldn’t worry how he’s doing with the kids and housework, the same that he doesn’t worry about me.
What? No body has complained about Ellie swearing at the kids?? Or doesn’t any body realize what those signs mean? I don’t object to her being grouchy, gripey, or a general pain, but that language is totally unacceptable.
A black and white water fowl that has a distinctive call that inhabits wild areas of the country in the northern tier of states and Canada. Its call is very compelling at sunset .
My husband, Rod, and I had purchased an aircraft: a Cessna 185 on floats with retractable wheels. Four of his friends had gone on an arctic canoe trip, and he had agreed to pick them up when they were done. Maps were spread out on the kitchen table of the remote location where they were to be found. Rod was confident he could find them and return them safely to Lynn Lake.
I always saw this comic as a slice of life with a humourus twist. When I was in the hospital a few years back I did my best to put a humourus spin on my situation, it helped me to get through the situation, and it helped lighten the mood for my visitors and the hopital staff. Considering the fact that I’d had several complications after an emergency hernia repair when my hernia strangulated. The complications included a 2 month coma, 3 weeks on a reperator, kidneys shutting down (they kicked back in after 1 dialysis treatment), and my legs atrophing during my coma. The doctors actually gave me a 0% chance of survival twice during my coma, but since I was able to joke about the whole situation it helped me and everyone else get through.
I used to live in Northern Minnesota and heard Loons all the time. Now I live in Florida and they are down here too. The only difference is down here they drive cars!
And nobody even mentioned that John is holding (and loses grip of, in the third panel), that Canadian classic – the beloved and long gone stubby beer bottle…
Argythree over 9 years ago
Is John comparing his wife’s frustration with their kids to the cries of a loon? How very nice of him.
Yeah, I can see him now, enjoying nature, until he needs food he forgot to pack, or a meal cooked or a shirt ironed…
PtiteLau over 9 years ago
So the loon = his wife? OK that’s it, I’ve been reading this comics for years, but was getting fed up with the attitude and remarks from John.
This is the final straw, let’s find a nicer comic to follow…
Caldonia over 9 years ago
I know two different definitions. So does everyone, probably.
38lowell over 9 years ago
A SHIRT IRONED??WHAT’S THAT?I THINK THE WIFE SHOULD GO ON THAT TRIP!!
38lowell over 9 years ago
FSIH FOR A MEAL, OVER A WODEN FIRE. OR,CANNED STUFF.ANY OLD SHIRT, WITHOUT BUGS. SLEEP LIKE A BABY.WAKE UP TO PURITY!
gobblingup Premium Member over 9 years ago
I guess my spouse and I would laugh over most of these comments, but I would also want the same get-away that he gets. And I wouldn’t worry how he’s doing with the kids and housework, the same that he doesn’t worry about me.
gypsylobo over 9 years ago
What? No body has complained about Ellie swearing at the kids?? Or doesn’t any body realize what those signs mean? I don’t object to her being grouchy, gripey, or a general pain, but that language is totally unacceptable.
Prey over 9 years ago
ITS A CARTOON! LIGHTEN UP YOU BUNCH OF MISERIES!
IndyMan over 9 years ago
A black and white water fowl that has a distinctive call that inhabits wild areas of the country in the northern tier of states and Canada. Its call is very compelling at sunset .
Mumblix Premium Member over 9 years ago
Lynn’s Notes:
My husband, Rod, and I had purchased an aircraft: a Cessna 185 on floats with retractable wheels. Four of his friends had gone on an arctic canoe trip, and he had agreed to pick them up when they were done. Maps were spread out on the kitchen table of the remote location where they were to be found. Rod was confident he could find them and return them safely to Lynn Lake.
summerdog86 over 9 years ago
When we were first married, 46 years ago, my DH told me he wanted his flannel shirts to be ironed like his good old mom did for him. I told him no.
slsharris over 9 years ago
I hope Lynn’s husband wasn’t as bad as this one, even if he is now the “wasband.”
patlaborvi over 9 years ago
I always saw this comic as a slice of life with a humourus twist. When I was in the hospital a few years back I did my best to put a humourus spin on my situation, it helped me to get through the situation, and it helped lighten the mood for my visitors and the hopital staff. Considering the fact that I’d had several complications after an emergency hernia repair when my hernia strangulated. The complications included a 2 month coma, 3 weeks on a reperator, kidneys shutting down (they kicked back in after 1 dialysis treatment), and my legs atrophing during my coma. The doctors actually gave me a 0% chance of survival twice during my coma, but since I was able to joke about the whole situation it helped me and everyone else get through.
rabbit2502 over 9 years ago
I used to live in Northern Minnesota and heard Loons all the time. Now I live in Florida and they are down here too. The only difference is down here they drive cars!
up2trixx over 9 years ago
And nobody even mentioned that John is holding (and loses grip of, in the third panel), that Canadian classic – the beloved and long gone stubby beer bottle…