hi i'm totally going to rant and rave and carry on here, not about difficult child or easy child about boyfriend!!!
He's off on Monday's and I hate, hate, hate it!! I decided to do something nice today and cook a turkey for dinner. Yes, isn't that nice?? you would think so.
Well, let's see we all know he's a cook so anyone cooking the kitchen just doens't fly. He's also very crabby on mondays due to his long working weekend, ahhh whatever is what I say!
So, I go food shopping early after I drop difficult child, I call home and say good morning how are you, i get a grunt i'm ok i'm busy right now. ok well I was wondering if your up and dressed would you mind helping with the bags?? umm i'm busy right now, if you leave them i'll get them later! (sure i'll leave eggs, and milk and butter in the truck for later today) Jerk! is what i'm thinking.
So i carry up all the bags, etc. he's moody i try to just ignore his overall groseness. I begin to wash the bird, etc. he starts oh what are you doing, are you using that, how are you making that, do you have the right pan, umm your stuffing the bird, your going to poison the kids!!
Ok so yes i stuffed the bird, it's how my families always made it, i haven't died yet LOL! i'm still alive and kicking. Yup i stuffed the bird. Than well what did you make for my daughter?? she's a vegeterian. Umm sweet potatoes and green beans?? well that's not fair what's she going to eat she needs protein??
ok can anyone say listen buddy go back to work!!! ugh, i hate hate hate monday's with him hes cranky and crabby and judgemental and I just want to hit him over the head with a pan at this point and shove the
turkey.......hmm did i say that let's all use our imaginations.
So, yes I will have a rough time this evening with him. I seriously want to take the bird and stuff it in the garbage at thsi point after getting the whole FDA speech and regulation speech once again.
ok i'm done now, thanks for letting me blow. please please oh pleaes let me get this job on wednesday. never again will i be home on a monday with him cranky and miserable.
He's off on Monday's and I hate, hate, hate it!! I decided to do something nice today and cook a turkey for dinner. Yes, isn't that nice?? you would think so.
Well, let's see we all know he's a cook so anyone cooking the kitchen just doens't fly. He's also very crabby on mondays due to his long working weekend, ahhh whatever is what I say!
So, I go food shopping early after I drop difficult child, I call home and say good morning how are you, i get a grunt i'm ok i'm busy right now. ok well I was wondering if your up and dressed would you mind helping with the bags?? umm i'm busy right now, if you leave them i'll get them later! (sure i'll leave eggs, and milk and butter in the truck for later today) Jerk! is what i'm thinking.
So i carry up all the bags, etc. he's moody i try to just ignore his overall groseness. I begin to wash the bird, etc. he starts oh what are you doing, are you using that, how are you making that, do you have the right pan, umm your stuffing the bird, your going to poison the kids!!
Ok so yes i stuffed the bird, it's how my families always made it, i haven't died yet LOL! i'm still alive and kicking. Yup i stuffed the bird. Than well what did you make for my daughter?? she's a vegeterian. Umm sweet potatoes and green beans?? well that's not fair what's she going to eat she needs protein??
ok can anyone say listen buddy go back to work!!! ugh, i hate hate hate monday's with him hes cranky and crabby and judgemental and I just want to hit him over the head with a pan at this point and shove the
turkey.......hmm did i say that let's all use our imaginations.
So, yes I will have a rough time this evening with him. I seriously want to take the bird and stuff it in the garbage at thsi point after getting the whole FDA speech and regulation speech once again.
ok i'm done now, thanks for letting me blow. please please oh pleaes let me get this job on wednesday. never again will i be home on a monday with him cranky and miserable.