So I went with the kids and the hubs to play a little soccer today. Let's just say that my skills on the soccer field leave much to be desired. Anyways, I'm a good sport, plus my ass has expanded a few inches from my donut pig out yesterday morning, so I laced up my cleats and took to the field. Now I am of the opinion that regardless of your age, if you get out on that field you better be prepared to suffer the consequences. Truly, my elbow did not intentionally go into the eye of the 8 year old trying to block me. It's not my fault his head just happened to be right there!
While I was huffing and puffing up and down that damn field, who should show up but my arch enemy, B. B. and I have not spoken in over a year, much to the dismay of my hubs and hers. As I have tried to explain to my dear spouse numerous times, it is not my fault that B. is a psycho hose beast! Both hubs have tried in vain to get us to kiss and make up, but as many of you women know, grudges can last a lifetime! So we did our usual, which was to pretend that neither one was present, and I went on my merry way. Oh well. Just another lovely Sunday afternoon in suburbia!
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