danmdevries wrote:Ewok, I told her she could eat the food I made or get her own. She bitches about me making a mess too, but I never leave a dish unwashed when I cook.
She had cereal tonight.
Pork chops turned out fantastic. Collards were perfect seasoning, but didn't have enough leaf against the meats. Grocery store only had 3 bunches on the shelf, I would normally use 5.
Man that sounds delicious. You have my Envy.
Never leave a dish unwashed but yet she still bitches.......
Sounds like it is past time to trade in for a new model.
Years ago my wife pulled this. I worked 3rd shift 16 hours on the night before valentines day. That morning after work I went shopping for her a gift. It took me quite a few hours to find the perfect gift. I found a huge balloon that had a large stuffed bear inside it holding a 14k gold necklace and pendant in it. Damn thing costed me over 300 bucks.
After getting home I walked into a pissed off woman. She was fussing because I was late getting home. I apologized for not calling to let her know but didn't want to give away the fact I was shopping for her a gift. After she calmed down I went to the truck and brought in her gift.
When I brought it in and gave it to her she looked at it then chewed me out for spending the money and she also said "Why this I needed a damn broom." I had no clue the one she owned was broken.
After about 2 minutes of listening to this chit I got up, got the balloon and started walking towards the door. She asked where are you going. I said "Taking this dang thing back to the store and getting my damn money back" She came running out the the yard grabbed the balloon and told me "Thank You" I told her then I will never let you forget this lesson until the day I die.
Since then every year for Christmas, She gets a wooden broom from me and nothing else. She has 19 brooms now so I never have to worry about looking for one throughout the house or garage.
Granted, I do make up for it on her Birthday, Anniversaries, and just plane old because I can times but I will never tell her that is why she gets great gifts during those times. On Christmas she knows a broom is coming with a note that reads. Every Witch needs more than one, Love Santa.
EDIT: You know, now that I think about it and it got me to laughing, Throughout all these years we have moved all over the US from East to West Coast and everywhere in between. She makes it a point to take every single broom with us not ever leaving one behind. She learned well.