arnt Sundays supposed to be relaxing?
Today has been one of those days where everything just annoyed the hell out of me.
Woke up with a headache and just knew today was not my day. Dante (my son) has drove me completely up the wall. I've lost count of how many times he's had to be told off. My OH hasn't help either. I've been trying to get some house work done, you know the kind you don't do every day, clean under beds, wash sofas... Stuff like that. And they've made it so difficult I don't know why I bother.
So for tea (dinner) I decided to get my own back and make them something I know neither of them will enjoy. I'm making a shepherds pie, OH hates the entire thing and Dante decided as of 3 weeks ago he doesn't like mash. I told them both if they don't sit there and eat the lot then they can starve, they can't get anything else to eat today. And I'll be taking away the Xbox, the iPad and anything else game related. Mood I'm in their lucky I'm not feeding them slugs from the garden! Messed with the wrong momma today >.<