Sometimes you just want to smack them upside the head....
Husbands, that is.
I hate being late. It doesn't matter if it is 5 minutes, or an hour or more, where or why I am going, I just plain hate being late. So much so, I will often arrive at my destination 1/2 hour early.
I work in a nursing home and every year they have trick or treat for the staff kids. All of the staff members who brought kids in were to bring in candy and the activities department gave bags of candy to the residents to pas out. The kids have a lot of fun and so do the residents, they love seeing the kids in their costumes and they all just like right up.
I signed my youngest up to participate, it was to start at 10. Thanks to my hubby dragging his feet getting ready we didn't get there until twenty after. grrrrrrr!
Why do men have to be such a pain in the backside?