Hit The Little Red Button

Sometimes, just sometimes there’s nothing more therapeutic than hitting the red disconnect button on your phone. Take for example when you get home from work, pick up the children, put on the dinner and then the hubby phones on his way home to ask “what’s for dinner”……… sometimes I answer, sometimes I curse but the best feeling of all is to just hit END………

It now transpires that as soon as I collect my little angel from day care the first thing she says to me is “oh mum, whats for dinner”.. and when i respond with what ever delights I am proposing to make it’s greeted with “i don’t want that”.
I’ve tried, like many millions of women to ask the family what they would like for dinner and of course am met with that age old reply “I don’t know, just whatever, I’m not fussy” yet once it appears in front of them it turns out they do care and they are fussy and they know exactly what they don’t want as it’s placed in front of them.

I know I’m no Nigella but i can throw a meal together which doesn’t taste vile and is guaranteed not to kill or poison, but yet it’s just never good enough.

Now my hubby has resorted to using FaceTime when he calls, as if we don’t see enough of each other, but I think it’s because he finds it easier to make facial expressions when he finds out what he’s coming home to eat rather than say the words….. so now I just love to smile sweetly as he asks the question and i gently slide my finger up and with a surge of adrenaline hit the red X… it’s like i am giving him a virtual punch in the face…I love dinner time


maryjaneharkin View All →

A wife, mother and full time worker.....just wondering why my husband gets so many more passes in life than me....and learning how to best win the ongoing family battle of who does what and when

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