Otherwise I will kill his grouchy ass.We are just laying around watching CSI.And hubby notices his soap opera is coming on (Yes,soap opera.Only man I know that gets as engrossed in the stupid things-LOL)
He goes to change the channel and I sit up and grab my Kindle.I HATE soap operas!! I didn't sigh,leave the room or anything-just grabbed my Kindle. He hops up out of bed like his a$$ is on fire,tosses the remote and storms out.I follow him to ask what the deal is? He says "You grab your Kindle because you don't like what I'm watching!" "Uh,yeah.The point?" "You don't spend time with me." "Huh? I haven't left the room.You can still talk to me..You can't seriously tell me you are going to try to force me to watch your "soaps" with you?" "I would like it if you at least tried."
Damn men. I will have no idea what-so-ever of what's going on.I would think it would be irritating to have someone constantly demanding to know "Who's that?Why she'd do that? What's happening?" I may very well sit with him next time and ask the questions I'd have to to understand his "soaps".See if he actually thinks it's a good idea to make me watch the damn thing with him.
Thought for the day :
Women are angels and when someone breaks our wings we simply continue to fly...on a broomstick. We are flexible that way.