Thursday, June 26, 2014

I Was Injured...Injured Bad!

Ever wonder how even just one comment can cut you to the quick?

The other day we journeyed out as a little family to run some errands, buy some boy shorts for the ever-growing weeds, and have some lunch...you know, an actual sit-down-as-family meal (because with a traveling hubby/daddy that doesn't happen often for us).

It's not enough that it's so scorching hot outside and just walking from a building to the vehicle makes your clothing damp.  Or...that the children still pick at each other in the backseat.  Noooo, then your knight in shining armor has to go and say something that sounds rude as all get out and makes your head about snap off as you whip it around to give him the glare of death!

Are you kidding me???  Did you really just say that to me?

It never ceases to amaze me all the horrid thoughts that run through a human head in a matter of seconds!

Wow, words are powerful.  Throw in tone of voice and facial expression and you can have a real whopping good time of injury!

Of course throw in agitation from hormonal sweating and mood swings and the fighting children and you can also have a whopping misunderstanding.

Well, I hope the man can at least be thankful that I react better than I use to :)  Poor ole thing.  I don't know how he puts up with me. (But he best not say that again!)

:) :) :) :)

(Tom, if you read this, picture me with my hand over my heart in pain please! bhaaaaa)