The events of today have left me with a difficult decision to make. Lemme 'splain.
I took Cheyenne to cathecism today. While I was gone, my husband gets a phone call from his cousin. "Do you guys want tickets to today's game? Dad and I can't go." Now mind you, today's game is against the Cleveland Browns, arch rivals of Pittsburgh for over 35 years, and the seats are the same awesome ones we had for the Tennessee game. 40-yard-line behind the Steeler bench. And yinz KNOW what a fanatic I am!!!
In what I can only assume was a suicidal moment, my husband declined. His reason was that he was going to help Noah work on a science project due WEDNESDAY. Actually, he later said he doesn't want to feel obligated to anyone by taking such things.
Needless to say, yinz can only imagine my reaction when I got home and found all of this out. Did you know it only takes 0.4 seconds for the bitch switch to turn on?
The ensuing argument centered around the fact that he didn't even grant me the courtesy of a phone call to see if I wanted to go with my friend from down the road. THAT pissed me off! He told me how childish I was being because (get ready for this)....IT'S ONLY A STUPID FOOTBALL GAME!!!! I'm surprised no one saw the mushroom cloud.
So here is what I need to know from my readers. Do I:
(a) beat him with a baseball bat
(b) smother him with a pillow
(c) go on strike when it comes to his needs
(d) all of the above
I'll be anxiously awaiting opinions!!!
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