As I wait patiently for my chocolate chip cookies to bake slowly in my oven, I was thinking. After slamming all the dishes around in my kitchen, I wondered how many "I'm Sorry's" is just too many? Now those of us who are lucky enough to not be married to grown men, instead we're married to toddlers trapped in a man's body. A man who then throws a fit in wal-mart because he wants a kit-kat... really? Then five seconds later comes the I'm sorry. It seems like every day I am lucky enough to receive at least two to three I'm sorry's. How about this one for a change, don't do anything to be sorry about. I am so sick and tired of raising two- two year old's. I mean one with a tantrum is enough, I really don't need two of you. I wonder how many of you out there in blogger world feel the same way I do. That's how this whole thing got started in the first place, I have no one to talk to, no one who'll listen and value my opinions. Just because I have resorted to saying peese instead of please, and baby talk half the day, doesn't mean I'm any less of an adult with an adult mind who needs to speak their peace. I am so very tired of the words "I'm sorry" and I banish you from my vocabulary, from now on it's just gonna be, tough titty said the kitty.
The cookies are done, i'll be back.
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