My first post (or whatever you call it)
today has been horrible... what a day and what a first post!
Daniel, my husband, is driving me crazy today... grrr... what to do, what to do... now dont get me wrong, I love him very much, but is just so (at a loss for what word to put here - he knows how to push my buttons without knowing hes doing it) sometimes...
so lets start at the beginning... its gloomy and wet outside which translate an icky day and an icky mood... this morning we are getting ready to go and its rainy and windy outside, well, Im dressed fairly nice for work, whereas daniel is dressed grungy as he is a screenprinter so he gets ink all over his clothes anyway... well, he does the nice thing and goes and opens the gate and moves the car out, but then "lets" me close it, well, at least I have an umbrella, right?... blah... I try to open the door so I can throw the umbrella in and get in the car, but no.... once I have the door open and the umbrella folded, he says to me (from inside the car)... dont put it in there, so I close the door, and open the back door, put it in there and walk around to the other side of the car and get in... Im drenched by this time = cold, wet and mad... and then he proceeds to ask why I didnt let him help me with the umbrella, and I was like - argh! thats what I was trying to do when I put it in the car the first time....
ok, so I get to work, looking like I got ran over by a mack truck... but I turn my little heater on and get to work, after a couple of hourse, Im finally dry and warm, and Im determined to forget about this morning and move on... no use harboring anger...
so then about 11:30, gabe's (my 5 month old son) daycare calls and says he's been spitting up again - its been all this week, so I call daniel and ask if we should give him some medicine and he says yes, and shouldnt we also go get him some peas (the vegetable of the week) for him so he can have something in his stomach - b/c he keeps that down (its the formula he has been spitting up)... he says no, b/c he spits that up too... this is news to me, as for the past 2 nights Ive been feeding him peas and he hasnt spit up... he says its after we give him the formula after the peas that he spits up.... and Im like, yeah, its the formula, not the peas, but he continues that its the peas also.... argh.... this man is going to drive me crazy today!!!!
on a lighter note, Im getting all 4 of my wisdom teeth cut out tomorrow morning... yay!
Daniel, my husband, is driving me crazy today... grrr... what to do, what to do... now dont get me wrong, I love him very much, but is just so (at a loss for what word to put here - he knows how to push my buttons without knowing hes doing it) sometimes...
so lets start at the beginning... its gloomy and wet outside which translate an icky day and an icky mood... this morning we are getting ready to go and its rainy and windy outside, well, Im dressed fairly nice for work, whereas daniel is dressed grungy as he is a screenprinter so he gets ink all over his clothes anyway... well, he does the nice thing and goes and opens the gate and moves the car out, but then "lets" me close it, well, at least I have an umbrella, right?... blah... I try to open the door so I can throw the umbrella in and get in the car, but no.... once I have the door open and the umbrella folded, he says to me (from inside the car)... dont put it in there, so I close the door, and open the back door, put it in there and walk around to the other side of the car and get in... Im drenched by this time = cold, wet and mad... and then he proceeds to ask why I didnt let him help me with the umbrella, and I was like - argh! thats what I was trying to do when I put it in the car the first time....
ok, so I get to work, looking like I got ran over by a mack truck... but I turn my little heater on and get to work, after a couple of hourse, Im finally dry and warm, and Im determined to forget about this morning and move on... no use harboring anger...
so then about 11:30, gabe's (my 5 month old son) daycare calls and says he's been spitting up again - its been all this week, so I call daniel and ask if we should give him some medicine and he says yes, and shouldnt we also go get him some peas (the vegetable of the week) for him so he can have something in his stomach - b/c he keeps that down (its the formula he has been spitting up)... he says no, b/c he spits that up too... this is news to me, as for the past 2 nights Ive been feeding him peas and he hasnt spit up... he says its after we give him the formula after the peas that he spits up.... and Im like, yeah, its the formula, not the peas, but he continues that its the peas also.... argh.... this man is going to drive me crazy today!!!!
on a lighter note, Im getting all 4 of my wisdom teeth cut out tomorrow morning... yay!
posted by dangermama at 11:51 AM
2 Comments:
hehe Sometime you have to laugh at your gloomy days!
Good luck with your surgery tomorrow. Been there, done that. It isn't bad at all! I had mine done 2 days before we went to nationals for cheerleading! (my legs were more sore from doing toe touches than my actual mouth was!)
Welcome to the blogging world!! If you need help, let me know :)
I love Addie!
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