Sure glad husband hasn't lost his talent for ruining anything special.
He came home with his ass on shoulders about something and bit my head off. Not a happy birthday, not a card...just a giant fuck you.
My going quiet (never a good thing) sent him up to the bedroom at a little after 5. He'll come home from work tomorrow and play the "nothing happened" game while I play the silent game. And I am much better at it...as long as he's uncomfortable - I'll be silent.
Holidays, birthdays, trips...it's the same shit every damn time.
He came home with his ass on shoulders about something and bit my head off. Not a happy birthday, not a card...just a giant fuck you.
My going quiet (never a good thing) sent him up to the bedroom at a little after 5. He'll come home from work tomorrow and play the "nothing happened" game while I play the silent game. And I am much better at it...as long as he's uncomfortable - I'll be silent.
Holidays, birthdays, trips...it's the same shit every damn time.
I'm your huckleberry.
