Cambio? Nunca.
I went to mom's. Shopping with sister. This morning Ikea with mom. Bitched about FMF. Home. Mom started making delicious stew and my favorite thing of all parmesan pull aparts. I thought, stupidly, I would have dinner con mi novio. I told mom I had to go. Once again, I am wrong. It took me a long time to get to Lynnwood. There was a lot of traffic. So when I got here VMF and FMF had already eaten. FMF proceeds to pat his belly and tell me everything he ate. I was rewarded with dirty dishes which I will not wash. I don't care how fucking long it takes one of them to wash them. Thanks for being so thoughtful FMF. Way to finish an awesome week. You are really not getting points. As if you care...