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WHO MOVED MY FUCKING CHEESE?!
Dec. 21st, 2008 04:47 pmRona is losing it. Today she could not find some cheese and accused me of doing.. something.. to it. She wasn't sure what I'd done, but by god, I'd done it!
Never mind that I've never had any interest in her damned cheese. The most adventurous I've ever gotten with cheese was probably the time I tried a recipe on a can label for macaroni and cheese with monterey jack and broccoli.
The whole thing led to such sentences as, "You're crazy1 I never touched your fucking cheese!"
She found it as soon as I left the area, of course.
The thing is, the woman is so convinced that everything in this house inconveniencing her must be my fault, that she accuses me of things automatically.
Yay!
We are not having a big christmas dinner-type-thing here this year, for the first time in fuck-knows-how-long. This in itself is not a big deal, but not getting to see Steve on christmas sucks balls.
Bah. Humbug.
Never mind that I've never had any interest in her damned cheese. The most adventurous I've ever gotten with cheese was probably the time I tried a recipe on a can label for macaroni and cheese with monterey jack and broccoli.
The whole thing led to such sentences as, "You're crazy1 I never touched your fucking cheese!"
She found it as soon as I left the area, of course.
The thing is, the woman is so convinced that everything in this house inconveniencing her must be my fault, that she accuses me of things automatically.
Yay!
We are not having a big christmas dinner-type-thing here this year, for the first time in fuck-knows-how-long. This in itself is not a big deal, but not getting to see Steve on christmas sucks balls.
Bah. Humbug.
