Monday, December 26, 2005

Husband rant #1 and a mild breakdown

Husband rant ahead!!
Patrick's brother in law gave him Madden '06 for Christmas. For those who don't know what this is (I wish I didn't) it is a video game. A football video game. If I would let him he would play for hours. I went to bed last night at 10 P.M. and woke up at 2 A.M. to discover that I was alone. Maybe it was because I am on my period or maybe I'm just a bitch, I went downstairs and said, "What the hell are you doing? It's two o'clock, go to bed!". Pat looses all track of time when he plays games. I think it goes back to college when he could play as much as he wanted. I can't get it through his thick male skull that he's just not that young anymore and he needs his old man sleep and when he stays up late playing games that he is useless to me the next day in helping with the kids . When I do tell him he says, "I know" in the stop nagging me voice. It pisses me off because I don't want to be the nagging wife. I know that he works really hard and it is his stress relief. I don't care if he plays for and hour, or even two. It just really starts to bug me when it takes over and there is nothing as important as beating a video game. IT'S A GAME!! Those people are fake, I am real. Pay attention to me! I sound like a three year old!
I'm getting him a timer! Since I'm up here typing I bet he's down playing Xbox right now. I'm going to see if he is.......
I know my husband way too well.
I'm done ranting. I'm sorry for the very boring entry but it makes me feel better to just get it off my chest.
I want to go yell at him for playing right now when there are dinner dishes to be done, and toys and laundry to put away.
I hate being on my period.
I want to go to bed.
I wish Patton would sleep.
I wish Isabella wasn't going through a horrible phase.
I wish someone would give me flowers for no reason.
I want to cry, but I don't have time.
I cried less than a minute when my dad died. I had to feed the baby.
I can't remember the last time I cried more than a minute.
I need a hug.
I need eight hours of uninterrupted sleep, but I would be happy with four.
Sometimes I hate being a mom.
I wouldn't trade my kids for anything.
I really miss my dad.
I missed him a lot when Patton started walking and I couldn't tell him.
I miss him the most when the kids do new things.
I always told him first.
I'll do the dishes in the morning, I'm going to bed.
Crap, the baby is awake

6 Comments:

At 12/27/2005 8:10 AM , Blogger Mindy said...

Consider this a virtual hug:)Love Ya!

 
At 12/27/2005 10:54 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hugs and smooches.

 
At 12/27/2005 5:44 PM , Blogger Kristy said...

Your dad knows. Who says you can't still tell him everything first?

Tell Pat I think he's a loser and Madden wants him to pick up the toys and wash dishes before he can have play-time.

 
At 12/28/2005 7:42 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know what Madden 06 is. I have been spending all of football season this year learning about Madden 05 and then Mike's parents got 06 for him for Christmas.
Fortunately for me though, Mike does the dishes 80% of the time, the first half of laundry 100% of the time and gets Molly in the bath most of the time too. So I can't complain about football. But he's NEW...we'll see how long this lasts. Don't worry...all moms get stressed. All moms need naps and hugs...You're a great mom and Pat and the kids are incredibly lucky to have you!!

 
At 1/10/2006 12:56 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I finally caught up on my "blogs" and I thought this was my life you were talking about. are there cameras here?

 
At 7/01/2006 5:33 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

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