Got a new, fancy shaver as an anniversary gift. It worked beautifully (as much as a Kosher shaver can) the first two weeks. (I’m a Friday-to-Friday shaving guy.) Ever since then, it’s been pulling my beard hairs so bad that I have to go back to my old shaver.

Thursday night I got to sleep past 2. Ate by the in-laws Friday night. A Grouch-worthy event by itself. By the time we got home, put the (kvetchy) kids to bed and said goodnight to my wife, it wasn’t even all that late. I had a little learning to do, and I sat on the couch to catch a breath. 
I blink and next thing I know, it’s around 3:45 am, I’m in bed, wife’s telling me “make a bottle for the screaming baby, and why are all the lights off???” I’m like, “huh? Watchu talkin ‘bout?” I then have a vague memory of waking up in the couch at some point, wondering why all the lights are on, and happily shutting all (except for one bathroom light, thank goodness).
 I’d love to say that shabbos was romantic in the dark, but kvetchy baby and all…

tzitzis dude wrote on 31 Jan 2025 02:42:

Thats one reason why not to shave, you see if i got a shaver now it would be a new one, and new ones are no good and i dont have an old one. So that does it for me.

iyh2023 wrote on 03 Feb 2025 16:30:

Does your wife give you flack for the beard? Because if so, you’re safe. If not, however, your post is not a Grouch, and therefore belongs on the Happery.

tzitzis dude wrote on 03 Feb 2025 18:07:

I once met a guy who posts on the happery, it was a dangerous experience they're way to pleasant, almost knocked the grouch out of me

I have two pairs of work boots. One squishes my (already squished) toes, causing me tremendous pain for the day, and even a couple of the following days. The other pair is much more comfy, it just decided to stop being waterproof. And my job can have me in water for several hours a day. 

Also, camel crickets (otherwise known by their Latin name of “jumping buggies”) and mice are back. Hurray. 

NEVER shop in Bingo while hungry, while on a diet. Or else you’ll come home with what I did:

Sugar-free Sesame, Black Cumin and Salt Brittle, (Ing: Sesame, sweetener, black cumin, salt.  

What a shandeh, I’m gonna put it out there for the birds in those Parshas B’shalach thingies my kids came home with. 

Halevai I could Grouch about my shaver being shvach on Friday. But alas, I had no frikkin time to flippin shave on Friday. 
Went to bed past 2 Thursday night, woke up basically regular time, got home, took my son to an appointment, brought him to Yeshiva. Got home to a napping baby (thank goodness) and a relaxing wife who was still in pj’s. She ended up sleeping most of the day, which left me to get everything done.
When she woke up (maybe 25 minutes to candle lighting), she decides to make cookies!!! Because she could make them and I’d put them in the oven and take ‘em out. Yeah. Overlooking me bathing the baby, showering myself and finishing up the rest.

tzitzis dude wrote on 09 Feb 2025 05:28:

Please use a ** trigger warning ** before mentioning erev Shabbos cookie baking.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!

It sounds like you found the cure for the Avian Flu that's been gripping the nation................

youknowwho wrote on 07 Feb 2025 00:56:

Posting on behalf of some friendly neighborhood birds (I overheard them grouching, keeled over in pain, at Shalesheedis time).
And I quote:

"Why, oh, why did I eat from that good-looking treat?! When am I gonna learn to stick to tradition and eat regular bread?!"

"I had the choice of a regular Challah or sourdough (at the Feldmans), but no, I had to mess up my innards by eating from that godawful black cumin at [REDACTED]!"

thompson wrote on 10 Feb 2025 19:14:

Assuming you mean kimmel

Starting off in the morning, I knew today was gonna be a long one, with a long drive to get there, and of course, the drive back. A few minutes after we pull out, my car starts overheating. On first thought this wasn’t too concerning, seeing as my car has been leaking coolant for a while and I have a bottle in my trunk for such occasions. What was concerning was that I’d topped it off in the driveway, and upon checking it, the tank was still full. There’s apparently another issue with my vrumm-vrumm. 
Seeing as my beep-beep could no longer make the long drive safely, we took the other guys car. That being the case, I couldn’t really protest when he said he had to make a stop on the way home. (Added probably 20 minutes)
And then the snow….

P.S. i walked into my house at 11:33 p.m. and sat down to supper which had been sitting in the crockpot for over 5 hours on low (why not Keep Warm, for crying out loud!!!) and was really dried out. 

#KOG

tzitzis dude wrote on 12 Feb 2025 05:05:

Oh, and I still gotta do some of my daily learning, plus maariv.
yay.

tzitzis dude wrote on 12 Feb 2025 05:07:

Are vrumm-vrumm and beep-beep censored cuss words? Or do you have too many little brats at home.

Look at this humble-brag/flex on the grouch thread. "Oy poor me, I got home so late and had such a tough day and now am still going to shteig and daven."
Bah! Humbug!