I made a lovely roast tonight for DH and I. I made lovely yorkshire puds and I had some mixture left over which I thought would make two lovely pancakes for dessert. DH tidied up after dinner and about 10 mins later I said "oh I'll go and make the pancakes" to which DH replied "I chucked the mix down the drain. it's not often you make pancakes".
GRRRR
I let it go and settled down with my glass of wine and the remainder of a bag of mixed nuts and dried fruit. I found, in the bag, a rather large green thingy and couldn't work out what it was. I showed it to DH and said "Do you think it's just a rather large dehydrated grape? It's not a sultana or raisin." to which DH replied "I don't know" he took it out of my hand, stuck it in his gob then replied "yup, it's a dehydrated grape" It was the last one!!!
To top it all, my wine glass is empty, he is closest to the kitchen, thus, closet to wine. Still no refill...
AIBU to think this sequence of events is worthy of me being so annoyed that I "forget" his beer when I do this weeks shopping?