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So it’s been one full week of The Melissa Gorga Experiment. I’ll detail how Day 7 went and then I’ll explain what I’ve learned in this first week.

I set out breakfast in the morning for my husband, as I have now grown accustomed to doing. He is no longer worried about me poisoning it. (Perfect time to strike- hehe!)

Usually, my husband brings in a loaf of bread, deli meat, carrots, apples, and chips for the entire week and then makes his lunch each day at work. I thought it would be a nice gesture if I started making his lunches for him each morning. So I did.

Unfortunately, it was the end of the deli meat and there was only one slice of turkey, when his specific sandwich style requires three. Hmmm. What would Melissa Gorga do?

I threw on some extras that he doesn’t usually add, like lettuce and mustard, and hoped for the best. For good measure, I put in a container of leftover tortellini from like a week ago that he could eat if he was still hungry. (Still good, right?)

I continued my loving ways throughout the day. I alerted him via email of both a tornado warning and the firing of Flyers coach Peter Laviolette. I also sent him an article about the Philly reporter’s Breaking Bad text scandal. And even though he didn’t reply to any of my emails, I’m sure he was appreciative of me taking the time to send them to him.




I was able to shower (and shave) before he came home, but I put a sweatshirt and pajama pants on. Not my least attractive pajama option, but not my most attractive either.

I had been wearing my Elmo slippers (picked out for me by my daughter at the store last year) for most of the day. I didn’t know if Melissa Gorga would approve of these as part of my outfit for Welcoming My Husband Home From Work.

I tweeted to her about my dilemma, but she hasn’t gotten back to me yet. So until I hear otherwise, Melissa, the Elmo slippers are staying on.

MGED7

What I Have Learned From Week 1 of The Melissa Gorga Experiment:

1. It’s tiring being Melissa Gorga! Making sure the house is clean and dinner is cooked when your husband gets home is hard when you have two little ones who don’t always nap at the same time. And I don’t even have a reality TV series to film or a singing career. Yet.

2. I must have been a huge bitch before if me being nice is scary to my husband.

3. Whether or not we have sex is directly related to what I wear as pajamas. Whenever I wear sweatpants and a shirt, my husband doesn’t even try. Good to know.




I think I’m gonna re-read Love Italian Style today and brush up on some Gorganizing tips I may have forgotten for the start of Week 2.

Thanks to everyone following along with me on this journey! If you’re a Real Housewives of New Jersey fan, be sure to check out my recap of Sunday night’s reunion here.

Keep reading The Melissa Gorga Experiment: Day 8

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7 COMMENTS

  1. So I have fallen in love with R&B Divas LA and was watching the reunion on YouTube last night. Wendy Williams hosted. I have to say that she should be hosting all of the Bravo reunions, do disrespect to Andy, but she asks ALL of the questions from alleged gay husbands to plastic surgeries that everyone had. You know you want to know about everyone’s work on RH. Anyway, your experiment. You really need to greet the man in some shoes. I mean really, if you are doing the experiment, do the damn thing, right?

    • She asked a woman if her husband was gay??? OMG that’s awesome. She SHOULD be hosting the reunions! Maybe she’d ask Tamra about Eddie.

  2. I’m going to purchase the book & yes it seems tiring. However you are treating him like a king can’t wait to hear how it’s being reciprocated back. I’m loving this experiment though

  3. I know that comfort rules, so would you consider something more flattering but equally as comfortable as sweats? Yoga pants and a tee are comfy but you aren’t hiding in a mountain of scleppy clothes.

    I would rather cut off my feet than wear Elmo slippers (see point above…). Again, not saying you should wear stilettos around the house, but slippers with heads on them should only come out, if you MUST wear them, when he’s out of town. That means almost never. 😉

    Anyway, enjoying your posts and continued good luck on the #WWMGD experiment!

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