Rambles from SEI

Random ideas and subjects from south east Indiana. We live in a small town located about halfway between Indianapolis and Cincinnati. Two teenagers, one each, one about to graduate. Two dogs, two cats, the only males in the house are human.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Cinchouse?

Having received some static about my handle, let me explain a bit. Oh so many years ago, a lifetime in fact, my husband was in the Marine Corps. He had a really good friend named "Buck." Buck was very fond of the military's ability to come up with colorful acronyms like CincPac (commander in chief of the Pacific.) Buck started calling me that when they were stationed overseas for 6 months. It does not mean I rule my husband, only that I am in charge of the house as he is away so often. You know in charge of things like laundry, garbage removal, lawn care, housework, children's schedules, etc. When your own husband referrs to his time at home as "visits" some one has to take charge. I hear the hairballs on the upper landing calling me, so adiux.

1 Comments:

At 12:19 PM, Blogger Head Guy said...

Sounds pretty benign. But it is only your own hubby that matters anyway. Having grown up in a home where the mom in charge was there because the Dad in Charge had delegated to her in his absence, it makes perfect sense to me.

 

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