That hubbs of mine. That guy sure knows how to make me mad.
Why you ask. Let me tell you.
Last night I get home from work, let the dogs out, grab Tink at my mom's house, run across the yard, let the dogs in, change Tink into dance clothes, change out of my work clothes into jeans, grab a snack for Tink, feed the dogs and back out the door again to get to dance class all in 30 minutes. Made it with 3 minutes to spare before class starts.
After class I stop at Wendy's to get us all something to eat. Get home and hubb's buddy is there and they are target practicing at our shooting range. Hubbs eats then they go back out to the shed to check out four wheeler and bs.
At 9:00 I realize I forgot to pick up dog food on my way home and I fed the dogs the last of the food for dinner. Tink was already in jammies and didn't want to go back out. I yelled outside to see if hubbs and his buddy could come inside to bs and watch Tink while I ran out. To which he replied "Since when does Tink get everything she wants?" Jackass!!!
I had to throw a pair of sweats on over a very tired and cranky Tink's jammies and drag her back out to the store with me. I can't believe he acts like that. Needless to say he is now getting the silent treatment. I don't trust myself to talk to him right now.