I have slaved away making two cheesecakes, loads of cupcakes and a chocolate fudge cake today. 23 weeks pregnant and I crave salty not sweet,OH is craving sweet things!
I agreed to make a second cheesecake if he out dinner in to cook (oven ready lasagna, microwave veg) as it’s lazy Sunday. He was very excited for cheesecake and I’m usually the one who puts dinner on the table as he doesn’t feel confident to cook.
He started dishing up dinner, I finished the cheesecake and put it in the fridge. I peered over his shoulder, thank him for cooking and said “aw this is nice having dinner dishes up for me”
His reply was to hiss at me “I did ask you to help me but you ignored me” I said I didn’t hear him and had he not just used a shitty tone with me I would have helped. It’s not hard to fish up lasagna anyway.
He then started going on about not having any help, to which I said I’ve slaved away all day making a selection of treats for him, all he has to do is dish up dinner. We were arguing, just debating.
He then sat down, all good.. both eating dinner happy as Larry.
Then he says “oooh I really fancy Elton mess now”
FACK OFF BACK TO NEVERLAND YA ABSOLUTE DREAMER.