Hall of Shame: Dishpan Hands

I'm feeling a wee bit nostalgic this morning. J-Fed has been gone 96 hours, 32 minutes. I haven't had to throw away any empty Frap bottles, pick up any wet towels off the furniture or fish any soda cans out of the dish pan. I did, however, have to kill a palmetto bug, and that in itself was almost enough for me to plead with J-Fed to return home. But nah, I'd rather contend with the little bug than the big bug. Besides, that's what Truly Nolen is for.

Anyways, with a new month looming around the corner see the picture above for a look back at one of our favorite J-Fed moments of January 2007.

With J-Fed temporarily out of the picture, no pun intended, we want your pictures for our hall of shame. Email your truly tasteless photos to kim@shouldidivorcehim.com, along with a brief commentary about your biggest "man" peeve. We'll give you plenty of props while protecting the identity of the innocent (That's you)!!!!