really....... a frigging Ovaltine?

[carocaro]

After many harsh words over the last few days about shit with DH, dead long and boring reasons, the ususal shite you know what I mean.

He brings me a luke warm cup of Ovaltine as some sort of sorry.

Why can't men communicate?

Could have been Bovril.

Or lukewarm sick in a cup?

Cant help I'm afaid.

After spending all night in a seperate room to me, my DH has just gone to bed but not without telling me all about the fascanating programme he has just watched about tendonitos!

Have you tried Sainsbury's own brand 'lite' imitation Horlicks? Try it and you will be begging to have the Ovaltine back.

Men don't work the same way as us. He's obviously saying sorry but they don't communicate like women. Don't expect them to and you won't be disappointed.

My OH's apology was a phone call yesterday asking me to pick up some wine.... putting himself on a promise... Felt rude to refuse....

MEN. They don't work, think or behave at all like women do they?