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; 11/22/08 10:14 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