Or at least that is what YKW thinks. As you can see in some of my previous posting, I like to fancy myself quite the cook. Yummy meals are lovingly prepared for YKW and the wonder baby each night. OK, we all know that is bullshit, but I digress.
This is what happens when YKW lovingly prepares a meal for me. At 9:30 at night. After I tell him that I have a bit of a stomach ache. And I am dead tired. And we searched for mac n' cheese and didn't find any. Because that is what Meme always made me when I was feeling wonky and she rescued me from Mrs. McCormak the school nurse.
In his defense, he did let me take a bath tonight while he watched the midget. I do believe it is one of maybe 3 baths I have gotten to take by my own self since having Finnegan, so that is a bonus.
Silver linings people... sometimes we really need to do some searching to find them.