Wife completely lost her shiznit last Saturday the 21st because when she was at work, and I was watching our daughter, I put 75km's on the vehicle doing crap... running around town, going to Canadian Tire. Still picked her up from work.
She worked yesterday, and therefore has today off... Daughter has daycare, but wifey decides to not send her today. Instead, she is going to drive down to her parents cottage.
Tells me this 2 days ago. I ask, Oh, are you going to be home to pick me up from work?? She says, "Oh, I never thought of that.. nevermind, we won't go."
Then yesterday, it comes out that she is going.
That is when I bring up the bit<hing me out over 75km's issue.. Cottage is 115km each direction so she will be doing about 240km today.
Wife is like that Champ Radio show... LOSES IT!!!! HEAD FAKE!!!
She goes straight for the jugular, that's right!! She CALLS HER MOM!!!!!! What a fatal blow to a guy like myself, I'm lying there on the canvass with stars spinning over my head...
and then, in a senseless virtual verbal assault, FREE OF ANY TETHER'S TO A WORLD BOUND BY LOGIC, she says,
"Oh, How's that for your complaining about me complaining about you driving 75km's and I'm still going to drive 240 tomorrow!!!!"
That's when she decides to tell me that she will leave the cottage between 3-4pm, therefore arriving back to London about 1.5 hours after I am done work!! Thanks for the lift!
Anyway, needless to say I am riding tonight. Probably gonna make one of my favourite runs to LA Franks in Cambridge. The ride there kinda blows, but the hotdogs and Strawberry Frozen Lemonade sure does not!!!
And ever since, I've been the Champ... ? lol