X just called. She asked if I would go pick up kids for her because because she feels sick. She continued to tell me she may have eaten too much chocolate.
I told her in that case to pick up the kids herself. I did add that if it had been from eating a chocolate shake from Chili's (one of her cravings with our first child) I would go.
The high point of my day.
HoooRaaah! (in a very low tone reminescent of the United States Marine Corps.)
Apparently she was OK with it as she called me back a few minutes later to finish the convo.
I'm going to the bookstore tonight to see if they have "How to be an @sshole for Dummies."
I'm not refering to where the ventriliquist's hand goes.
Last edited by sleeper; 11/22/0810:14 PM.
"Fear is the mind-killer" Muad'Dib Me 53, XW 44, DD 14, DS 12 Bomb and OM 12/15/06 Separated 01/02/07 Divorced 05/13/08 X married OM(OMH) 08/2009 Married 06/09/13