What a fucking jerk-VENT

[loveday]

I called the MD on call about my pain, since I didn't get a call back earlier. At 6.30, still no call and my arsehole H starts throwing a fucking fit at me saying how this family never does anything together, and no one fucking listens to him and blah fucking blah. The July 4th concert started at 7.30. We live 5 mins away by foot.

My daughter is in the bathroom screaming because she is constipated and I can't think straight.

Oh yes, and then he decided to tell me that my pain is nothing to what he did to his foot last year (he tore a ligament and sprained 3 tendons), so I should just fucking suck it up with Tylenol.

He just took DS up to the concert on the common after I walked up with no crutches and no brace to prove my point. I probably shouldn't have done that, but I am so fuming.

I'm seeing red. Restrain me. :@

[ooglie26]

Sounds like your H deserves a Brazilian this weekend?

Sorry you are having a shitty night...hope it gets better for you!

[loveday]

Yep he does. He did call to apologize, so hey ho. Whatever.

And thanks. I plan to drink shortly, and I'm making a chocolate cake out of protest.

[loveday]

Nope an off night. I don't why he does this, his fucking temper outbursts drive to me to the edge sometimes. I love him to death and he's rational 99.9% of the time.

[ooglie26]

River, if I lived closer, I'd have drinks w/ you! I'd bring some milk and amaretto to go w/ that cake!

[loveday]

OMG that sounds awesome. Me want mmmmm