My darling, patient, loving husband has put up with a week of hormonal, fat,and somewhat uncomfortable 'ole me this week ... and to thank him for enduring my less than pleasant moments, I planned on indulging him in one of his recent cravings ...
He mentioned that he was having a hankering for an Apple Martini.
So today I figured I'd have one ready for him when he got off of work today. I took a quick trip down to luckys only to find that they didnt sell any good vodka (wierd) so I ran over to the lovely little Liquor Store on the corner. I HATE going in there ... but I knew theyd have it.
Sure enough, they had a few good choices - I grabbed a bottle and headed for the counter. The line was of course 7 people long and everyone needed to buy AND redeem their lotto tickets & scratchers ... sigh ... Finally I got to the front of the line and the man doesnt say much, in fact he didnt even look me in the eye. Strange. Then he looks at the man behind me and gives a huge rolly eyed, ugly look as if to shame me for my purchase. Then I remembered what I was buying, and of course how large my stomach currently is ... haha. It was amusing how blatant he was with his disgust about my purchase. I wanted to also ask for a pack of unfiltered camels just to really ruffle his feathers. I mean seriously sir, do you only purchase things that you intend on consuming yourself? Does my pregnant belly make me unfit to make certain purchases without being embarrassed by it???
I wanted to scream at him, "look jackasss, not that its ANY of your business but its NOT FOR ME. Im just a good wife trying to do something sweet for my husband and help him be slightly better equipped to deal with me and my 9 months pregnant attitude! mmmkay? thankyouuu. ... haveaniceday."
but instead i walked off embarrassed.
Oh well - D appreciated his apple-tini :)
5 days ago
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