Grow up please..Thanks
Why is it necessary for a grown woman to stand around, slam cabinet doors, sigh and "oh my god," overall harrumphing in the kitchen and when asked, 'What's wrong?' answer with a "Nothing." THEN continue on to slam, sigh and otherwise continue to "jesus" comments under her breath.
I'm sorry, did you want to make dinner? I didn't see you get off your ass and do something. I saw you come in, rant about how there wasn't anything to make the pot roast with and harrumphing
when I commented on the only thing needed for dinner was honestly, vegetables.
I'm sorry, but not having those convenient, but unnecessary roast bags is not an end all for making dinner. You didn't do anything. I warmed up left over spaghetti, popped open a can of veggies, and voila, dinner is served. Want salad, convenient that we already had pre-made mix ready and waiting in the fridge. Bread? Correct me if I am wrong but I do believe that using normal bread with some butter, should suffice.
Was that not the issue? Is it possible it wasn't? Who would know. You're so helpfully vocal about your likes and dislikes, that it's painfully clear you'd rather play a victim of misery than really speak up. I mean really, who could sympathize with you when you're voicing your opinion and having an honest adult conversation. No, we can change, as much as possible what ever the issue is or try and find a solution. But alas, you'd rather saunter into your room side glare and all harrumphing all the way down, slamming your glass like a common twelve year old who's been told 'no' to watching Hannah Montana for the night and stick to your guns of 'nothing' being the issue for dinner.
Well you're fucking welcome.
I'm sorry, did you want to make dinner? I didn't see you get off your ass and do something. I saw you come in, rant about how there wasn't anything to make the pot roast with and harrumphing
when I commented on the only thing needed for dinner was honestly, vegetables.
I'm sorry, but not having those convenient, but unnecessary roast bags is not an end all for making dinner. You didn't do anything. I warmed up left over spaghetti, popped open a can of veggies, and voila, dinner is served. Want salad, convenient that we already had pre-made mix ready and waiting in the fridge. Bread? Correct me if I am wrong but I do believe that using normal bread with some butter, should suffice.
Was that not the issue? Is it possible it wasn't? Who would know. You're so helpfully vocal about your likes and dislikes, that it's painfully clear you'd rather play a victim of misery than really speak up. I mean really, who could sympathize with you when you're voicing your opinion and having an honest adult conversation. No, we can change, as much as possible what ever the issue is or try and find a solution. But alas, you'd rather saunter into your room side glare and all harrumphing all the way down, slamming your glass like a common twelve year old who's been told 'no' to watching Hannah Montana for the night and stick to your guns of 'nothing' being the issue for dinner.
Well you're fucking welcome.