Hey y'all. DH and I just got home from our day out with friends. My mom was babysitting DS and mentioned before that je was being extra cuddly, but otherwise seemed ok. I figured it was maybe teething.
Welp...we were just laying on the couch and he puked...everywhere. My poor baby. :-(
DH made dinner?!?! Steak for him am DS. Potato salad for DH and I (full of delicious tiny quail eggs, yum!) and watermelon.
Now I'm baking cookies while DH cleans up the kitchen.
DH was stoked about the cookies, until he realized they were obviously going to be the same hippie cookies I always make. Duh.
You want delicious buttery yummy cookie with chocolate chips and white flour? Make em yourself! I'm not baking for you, I'm just baking enough for you to have some. Big difference.
In other random news, I had a thirty minute "business" conversation on the phone with my little brother. I don't think we've EVER talked on the phone that much. The best part is that we agree on all the issues and have a plan for moving forward the next few years, so I'm stoked.
Ahhhh well made it thru church & fishing with the kids but DH was being a flipping douchbag for most of the day & we ended up getting into a huge argument while eating dinner with his parents. Family fun for sure! He's now sitting in the other room watching tv while I try to get DS to sleep.
I'm not even sure I get this joke (or am using it correctly?!?) but DH can eat all the fucking crackers tonight.
I've been home for a few hours. The cook out was a blast, but I just found a freakin' tick on my leg. Nooooo! Tick season in TN can just eff right off.
@owlishbookish We're also in TN! Saw a tick on FILs leg while we were fishing earlier. I love the outdoors in TN, but the woods here are fucking awful for ticks.
Re: Sunday SPAM
Welp...we were just laying on the couch and he puked...everywhere. My poor baby. :-(
Now I'm baking cookies while DH cleans up the kitchen.
DH was stoked about the cookies, until he realized they were obviously going to be the same hippie cookies I always make. Duh.
You want delicious buttery yummy cookie with chocolate chips and white flour? Make em yourself! I'm not baking for you, I'm just baking enough for you to have some. Big difference.
In other random news, I had a thirty minute "business" conversation on the phone with my little brother. I don't think we've EVER talked on the phone that much. The best part is that we agree on all the issues and have a plan for moving forward the next few years, so I'm stoked.
I'm not even sure I get this joke (or am using it correctly?!?) but DH can eat all the fucking crackers tonight.
PREACH!