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Too Little, WAY TOO LATE!All righty then! Let's review. In yesterday's post I said the xh talked about getting me flowers, and I told him not to, blah, blah, blah. I had my little evening to myself and thoroughly enjoyed myself. So, about 8pm Shelby comes in the door with...(wait for it-----) FLOWERS! Leave a Comment { Last Page } { Page 237 of 300 } { Next Page } |
Of course, she was all happy and said, "Here Mom, Dad & I got you flowers. I picked 'em out, aren't they pretty?" I literally had to force myself to put.them.in.the.vase. If I hadn't done that, I would have gotten out my cutting board and PC food chopper and chopped the friggin' things into a million little pieces! 
I did manage to tell Shelby thank you and yes, they were pretty. Muttering under my breath the whole time about what a cock of shit I actually thought it was. As soon as the stupid things die, they are OUTTA HERE!