jbibiza: A glass or two of wine over what I should have drunk can, on occasion, bring out the "illogical woman" in me...
I remember a night with the lovely Italian boyfriend from my past... we had been out with friends and wound up in a dance club and had a couple too many, I got angry with him over something stupid, on the way home he kept asking me what was wrong and I replied "nothing" in the manner that let him know it was something... but being in irrational female mode, expected him to do that "mind reader" trick...
We got home, undressed and popped into bed where I immediately turned my back on him to sulk... expecting him to coerce me into telling him what was wrong. There was silence... then snoring.
I completely lost the plot, got out of bed, went to the kitchen, filled a glass with water and proceeded to chuck the contents over his snoring form...
Can we just say that all hell broke loose...
We did manage to talk and work things out... but wound up sleeping on the couch together as the bed was soaked!
Oh I have behaved like that J, when my children were 5 and 6.
My ex husband was at his football match and said he would be home at 1pm.
5pm, arrived, Sommer, steaming in the kitchen, I fored the children up, plated up his meal, told the children
'Lets go and find Daddy'
'yes, mummy, lets'
Bundled kids, food and me into the car, drove to the pub, kids were chanting 'daddy, daddy, we love you, we want to see you'
I had them singing in the car on the way there.
Walked in, saw him surrounded by his friends, placed his meal in front of him, told him'Darling, the children were missing you so much, I jsut had to bring them to you'
Picked up my car keys kissed the children bye, told them to have a wonderful time with Daddy and marched out.
LOL - Those were the days...