My husband finds a way to make every fun family event a little bit of a downer.
This morning we were out for a brunch: and our baby knocked over his san pellegrino to which he was swearing and saying he just wants to enjoy breakfast without having to clean up after his family. It was embarrassing and stopped me in my tracks for enjoying myself. He was moaning about the music in there too. Just moans about everything.
I baked him a pie the other day with a puff topping, he made a point of saying it can't be called a pie cos it's not fully encased (he cooks a lot for the family so he's not being too cheeky here but again another way to burst any positive bubble he can)
At the airport the passports were with a different family member easily rectified and he was shouting and swearing loudly about it and it was embarrassing.
The drinks at the hotel are in plastic cups; not good enough.
Etc etc etc I'm getting really concerned is this my life now: fun thoughtful and expensive things we work hard for , not going to be enjoyable