I am wearing a red/white striped shirt and a little knit cap today (bad hair day until my trim on my lunch break). DH said I looked like Waldo. I told him Waldo ain't got nothin' on these curves and secretly wished I could fart at will right in his airspace. I will find a way to get him back before the end of the day. I'm thinking it could be fun to play where's Waldo if I hide the entire contents of his boxer drawer... > Must remind self to have towel ready for tushy snapping hehe.
I might punch DH tonight. <-- Maybe not so much a FFFC...especially once you read the rest.
At my doctors appointment on Wednesday my doctor almost pooped himself because I was up 5lbs since my last appointment. (For the record, I have been weighing myself regularly and while I admit that day for some reason I weighed in as being up 5lbs, Thursday and today I was/am only up 2. So there.)
I also had glucose 3+ as a result from my wonderful cup'o'urine so I might have gestational diabetes and have to go do that testing early (lucky me).
ANYWAY, Wednesday night DH opens a bag of ketchup chips - which I have been craving, even though they give me mouth ulcers the delicious bastards - and proceeds to wave them in my face even after I told him I probably shouldn't have any and I really need to watch myself until we figure out what is going on. He kept saying "I'm sure it's fine". Dear DH - once I say no...back the fuck up.
Then, THEN, yesterday I get home from work and he has decided on frozen pizza for dinner, which, whatever I'll just have a couple slices and they are tiny so fine, BUT HE ALSO BUYS A BOX OF PACZKIS AND KEEPS TRYING TO FORCE ME TO EAT ONE! WTF DH.
I made do with a Nature Valley bar as my "dessert" but jeebus I'm gonna snap if this is what the rest of my pregnancy is going to be like. It's like he's trying to fuck me over.
I might punch DH tonight. <-- Maybe not so much a FFFC...especially once you read the rest.
At my doctors appointment on Wednesday my doctor almost pooped himself because I was up 5lbs since my last appointment. (For the record, I have been weighing myself regularly and while I admit that day for some reason I weighed in as being up 5lbs, Thursday and today I was/am only up 2. So there.)
I also had glucose 3+ as a result from my wonderful cup'o'urine so I might have gestational diabetes and have to go do that testing early (lucky me).
ANYWAY, Wednesday night DH opens a bag of ketchup chips - which I have been craving, even though they give me mouth ulcers the delicious bastards - and proceeds to wave them in my face even after I told him I probably shouldn't have any and I really need to watch myself until we figure out what is going on. He kept saying "I'm sure it's fine". Dear DH - once I say no...back the fuck up.
Then, THEN, yesterday I get home from work and he has decided on frozen pizza for dinner, which, whatever I'll just have a couple slices and they are tiny so fine, BUT HE ALSO BUYS A BOX OF PACZKIS AND KEEPS TRYING TO FORCE ME TO EAT ONE! WTF DH.
I made do with a Nature Valley bar as my "dessert" but jeebus I'm gonna snap if this is what the rest of my pregnancy is going to be like. It's like he's trying to fuck me over.
that is redic. my DH would know better than to try something like that with me.
I've been too lazy to do laundry for several weeks now. This morning I told DH that we have to get it done this weekend because I'm running out of clean underwear.
I'm totally wearing jeans to work today, which I've only done once in the two years I've been working at this agency. Some asshole scheduled a job for 3:30 on a Friday afternoon, I know my boss won't be in the office, and it's snowing. I'll make sure they're nice jeans, probably paired with boots and a scarf or something to dress them up, but FUCK IT, JEANS.
Post by billyhorrible on Jan 30, 2015 10:12:45 GMT -5
My mom was over for dinner last night and was her usual ridiculous self. She asked why my 3 year old, who can't read or do math, doesn't have any card games like apples to apples. I was texting a friend about it after my mom left and realized I accidentally sent it to my mom instead.
I might punch DH tonight. <-- Maybe not so much a FFFC...especially once you read the rest.
At my doctors appointment on Wednesday my doctor almost pooped himself because I was up 5lbs since my last appointment. (For the record, I have been weighing myself regularly and while I admit that day for some reason I weighed in as being up 5lbs, Thursday and today I was/am only up 2. So there.)
I also had glucose 3+ as a result from my wonderful cup'o'urine so I might have gestational diabetes and have to go do that testing early (lucky me).
ANYWAY, Wednesday night DH opens a bag of ketchup chips - which I have been craving, even though they give me mouth ulcers the delicious bastards - and proceeds to wave them in my face even after I told him I probably shouldn't have any and I really need to watch myself until we figure out what is going on. He kept saying "I'm sure it's fine". Dear DH - once I say no...back the fuck up.
Then, THEN, yesterday I get home from work and he has decided on frozen pizza for dinner, which, whatever I'll just have a couple slices and they are tiny so fine, BUT HE ALSO BUYS A BOX OF PACZKIS AND KEEPS TRYING TO FORCE ME TO EAT ONE! WTF DH.
I made do with a Nature Valley bar as my "dessert" but jeebus I'm gonna snap if this is what the rest of my pregnancy is going to be like. It's like he's trying to fuck me over.
I am also trying to be good since my OB gave me the side eye at my last appointment for being "4 lbs over" what she would like me to be at.
Hubs brought home Tiff's Treats last night. 2 big brownies and 24 cookies. Now I am home alone with a box full of deliciousness.
I may have an updated FFFC this evening when the box is mysteriously empty.......
We don't have a laundry basket, so we use our giant whirlpool tub as dirty laundry storage. The focal point of my master bath is a beautiful marble tub surrounded by candles and filled with dirty underwear.
This made me laugh out loud. We have a laundry basket in our room and there are clothes all over the bedroom floor. It is one of the most difficult things to get the clothes into the laundry basket.
We don't have a laundry basket, so we use our giant whirlpool tub as dirty laundry storage. The focal point of my master bath is a beautiful marble tub surrounded by candles and filled with dirty underwear.
This made me laugh out loud. We have a laundry basket in our room and there are clothes all over the bedroom floor. It is one of the most difficult things to get the clothes into the laundry basket.
This is exactly my husband. We keep our clothes in separate hampers. Mine is in my closet, but his is on his side of the room (like 5 feet away from our bed). There are literally 30 loose socks scattered all over the floor on his side on any given day.
FFFC: I don't have chairs for my dining room table. We eat off of TV trays while sitting on the couch.
Goal: to purchase chairs before the baby arrives.
We didn't have a dining table or chairs until we moved out of our first apartment. I am so happy to have them now. With kids who can eat with us at meals I find it really important. I'm obsessed with eating dinner as a family. Plus toddlers eating on the couch is a total no-no for me!
I might punch DH tonight. <-- Maybe not so much a FFFC...especially once you read the rest.
At my doctors appointment on Wednesday my doctor almost pooped himself because I was up 5lbs since my last appointment. (For the record, I have been weighing myself regularly and while I admit that day for some reason I weighed in as being up 5lbs, Thursday and today I was/am only up 2. So there.)
I also had glucose 3+ as a result from my wonderful cup'o'urine so I might have gestational diabetes and have to go do that testing early (lucky me).
ANYWAY, Wednesday night DH opens a bag of ketchup chips - which I have been craving, even though they give me mouth ulcers the delicious bastards - and proceeds to wave them in my face even after I told him I probably shouldn't have any and I really need to watch myself until we figure out what is going on. He kept saying "I'm sure it's fine". Dear DH - once I say no...back the fuck up.
Then, THEN, yesterday I get home from work and he has decided on frozen pizza for dinner, which, whatever I'll just have a couple slices and they are tiny so fine, BUT HE ALSO BUYS A BOX OF PACZKIS AND KEEPS TRYING TO FORCE ME TO EAT ONE! WTF DH.
I made do with a Nature Valley bar as my "dessert" but jeebus I'm gonna snap if this is what the rest of my pregnancy is going to be like. It's like he's trying to fuck me over.
Your FFFC should have been that you like ketchup chips!!! Hahaha I've never had them but they sound disgusting. Do they taste like ketchup?
I C&P'd the weight breakdown onto a note in my phone to help me stop freaking the fluck out about my weight gain this go around. My mantra is "it's normal, and you're within a healthy range, *and* you're growing a baby."
I can't pin point why, exactly, I'm having a harder time with it this pregnancy.
Not a FFFC but this baby has me craving a turkey panini with frips (extra thick seasoned chips) dipped in thousand island from the student union of my alma mater. Craving SO HARD! I'm tempted to make the hour drive down there (then another hour back) but I'm stuck at work and fearful that it just won't be the same as it was a few years ago. Trying to find a suitable alternative from a local place but I don't think there is anything around here. Wah!
Another mama here with a DH who is incapable of using a hamper. We have two - one in our bedroom and one in the bathroom right next to the washer and dryer. Guess whose side of the bed is so thickly strewn with socks that you can't see the rug underneath anymore? He also drops trou and just leaves his pants on the floor wherever he was standing at the time. I keep thinking there are mostly-melted men hiding all over our condo when I see all these piles in the most random places...
My true FFFC: I spend way too much time on my phone in front of DS. It's kind of sad, actually. As an example, during bath time I will try to play and interact with him but he just splashes me on purpose and doesn't show a ton of interest in what I'm trying to do (talk about colors of bath toys or just playing in general). So I give up and pull out my phone. He's happy playing on his own and I feel like I'm "bothering" him when I'm up in his business. I still feel guilty and it's something I need to really work on, not just during bath time.
@pcrunk I do the same with my ex. We were together for 6 years (too long) and he was a hot mess. He looks like he's gotten his shot together though and is now married with a LO. I'm glad he seems to have gotten his shit together and I hope he never puts his wife through what he put me (a shit ton of emotional abuse).
I still occasionally creep my last serious ex-boyfriend on social media. We were together for 3 years (3 years way too long) and he is/was a total douchelord. It's definitely not out of an "omg I miss him" type of thing. But because his life is an increasingly worse train wreck and I get some kind of weird joy from it. And it never fails to remind me how grateful I am that I finally came out of "blind love daze" to kick his pathetic ass to the curb. He is extremely immature for his age, hasn't held a job since we broke up, and ended up knocking a girl who he was apparently casually banging. I feel slightly bad for her. She's 6 years older and is a teacher. Basically she's got her shit together. And this dude is the hottest of messes. She is due 3 weeks before me and they're getting married tomorrow... And he invited two of my very close friends to the wedding. Friends who were never his friends.. Who he hasn't spoken to since we broke up over two years ago. Which is just real EFFIN weird if you ask me.
He is also always tweeting about my (formerly our) dog and randomly posting old pictures of her. GO AWAY.
I sometimes do this too. We had the most horrible breakup where he turned into someone unrecognizable. Sometimes I still think ill get an apology from him for his crazy behavior.
Anyways now & then I check his FB and yeah I get some satisfaction from seeing that he ran home to mom & dad, probably blew the money from our seperation (I kept the house and frankly overpaid the asshole), hasn't worked since, and can't seem to hold a relationship.
@pcrunk I do the same with my ex. We were together for 6 years (too long) and he was a hot mess. He looks like he's gotten his shot together though and is now married with a LO. I'm glad he seems to have gotten his shit together and I hope he never puts his wife through what he put me (a shit ton of emotional abuse).
I always give myself a little pat on the back for my exbf because he is clearly much better to his wife...his 2nd!...than he was to me, and I just figure he had to get all the douchebaggery out first.
My FFFC: I'm home today bc I have my AS in an hour. I totally planned on being productive and getting some cleaning done. I did sweep the first floor of my house, but then I couldn't find the solution for our floor scrubber, so I gave up and decided to snuggle with the furbaby. Time well spent IMO. Good thing MH is so sweet and won't be mad that I didn't do anything.
Your FFFC should have been that you like ketchup chips!!! Hahaha I've never had them but they sound disgusting. Do they taste like ketchup?
They don't really taste like ketchup...I don't really know how to explain what they taste like. They are delicious though. That said, it has to be Lays. I once bought the "no name" type chips and they did taste a lot like ketchup and almost made me sick.
You need to go buy just a little snack size bag and try them! DO IT!
I still occasionally creep my last serious ex-boyfriend on social media. We were together for 3 years (3 years way too long) and he is/was a total douchelord. It's definitely not out of an "omg I miss him" type of thing. But because his life is an increasingly worse train wreck and I get some kind of weird joy from it. And it never fails to remind me how grateful I am that I finally came out of "blind love daze" to kick his pathetic ass to the curb. He is extremely immature for his age, hasn't held a job since we broke up, and ended up knocking a girl who he was apparently casually banging. I feel slightly bad for her. She's 6 years older and is a teacher. Basically she's got her shit together. And this dude is the hottest of messes. She is due 3 weeks before me and they're getting married tomorrow... And he invited two of my very close friends to the wedding. Friends who were never his friends.. Who he hasn't spoken to since we broke up over two years ago. Which is just real EFFIN weird if you ask me.
He is also always tweeting about my (formerly our) dog and randomly posting old pictures of her. GO AWAY.
I used to do this but mostly because my ex used to contact me a lot. With random shit.
Like, he'd email me all butthurt that I wouldn't be friends with him on Facebook. Dude, you cheated on me basically the entire time we dated and when I called you on it you took to your "blog" to complain about how I am apparently a dirty disgusting human being. He started dating some new girl (I think the one he is now married to) and sent me a huge long e-mail about being friends, and I sent one back that said I wasn't interested, not because I think he is still a bad person, but I just don't like him as a person so thanks but no thanks. So he replied telling me all about his wonderful amazing life and his great new "gf" (direct quote - he called her his gf) and how foolish I am for not being his friend. (?)
The most recent interaction I had with him was when I removed all of my blocks on Facebook (I didn't think I needed people blocked when I already had my privacy settings so high) and he immediately sent me a friend request, which I ignored.
He's a fucking wing ding.
OH also, my ex stole one of my best friends but only because she is dating his best friend (I hold no grudge against her). So, they stayed closer with him and I have sort of gently removed myself from their lives because it is super fucking weird to be friends with people who are really close to him. Once when they came over they told me a wonderful anticdote of the time my friend started telling a story about me while visiting my ex and his "gf" (something to do with my wedding I think) and my ex started making violent slashing motions across his neck because apparently no one is allowed to mention my name in their house. (!!!)
Your guy sounds way weirder though. I don't know what I would have thought if my ex invited my friends to his wedding. Weeeeeeirdo.
My mom was over for dinner last night and was her usual ridiculous self. She asked why my 3 year old, who can't read or do math, doesn't have any card games like apples to apples. I was texting a friend about it after my mom left and realized I accidentally sent it to my mom instead.
We have a game for DD called "The Sneaky Snacky Squirrel Game" which is awesome. She's only 2 1/2 and she can play it. I highly recommend if you like playing games. (I realize, not the point of your post, but it's an awesome game.)
That said, wtf is wrong with moms. My mom was all freaked out that DD couldn't play some stupid game on her iPad at like a month old. Lady, she can't even use her god damn hands properly yet how the hell is she supposed to play this game?
She actually told us we needed to take her to be evaluated for learning disability for not being able to play the game.
And that is but a part of the reason that my parents will never get to watch my daughter.
I still occasionally creep my last serious ex-boyfriend on social media. We were together for 3 years (3 years way too long) and he is/was a total douchelord. It's definitely not out of an "omg I miss him" type of thing. But because his life is an increasingly worse train wreck and I get some kind of weird joy from it. And it never fails to remind me how grateful I am that I finally came out of "blind love daze" to kick his pathetic ass to the curb. He is extremely immature for his age, hasn't held a job since we broke up, and ended up knocking a girl who he was apparently casually banging. I feel slightly bad for her. She's 6 years older and is a teacher. Basically she's got her shit together. And this dude is the hottest of messes. She is due 3 weeks before me and they're getting married tomorrow... And he invited two of my very close friends to the wedding. Friends who were never his friends.. Who he hasn't spoken to since we broke up over two years ago. Which is just real EFFIN weird if you ask me.
He is also always tweeting about my (formerly our) dog and randomly posting old pictures of her. GO AWAY.
I am still friendly with my ex. I'm still friends w his mom & sister on FB. My FFFC is I wish I could have his family as my in-laws but my husband still...but I do sometimes see what him & my other only serious X are up to.
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