Wednesday, August 10, 2011

THE BITCH SIP

Just so you all know, that I have spent most of my day working on/typing a few new blog posts. I know some of you are just chomping at the bit for my next one. I'm also doing my chores around the house, taking care of the kids, answering phones and dealing with whatever else pops up in between.

So it was time to make lunch, I was standing at the Kitchen counter when I saw it, 1 lone homemade oatmeal cookie sitting in a ziploc bag. It was the last of the batch I had made over the weekend. I remembered a few nights before my husband and I were watching tv after dinner. I went to grab my drink from the kitchen and saw the bag of cookies on the counter so I grabbed them and brought them back with me. Handing them to my husband for dessert. There were a few left in the bag, maybe 4. I remember thinking "good, he can finish these before they get stale" But, there it was, that one lone cookie he had left behind. I decided I would eat it so it wouldn't get wasted. I opened the bag and reached my hand in, grabbing the lone ROCK hard cookie. I threw it in the trash with angry thoughts in my head because he had left one and now it was wasted. Just then I thought about "the bitch sip" I knew at that moment that I had to put my other posts on hold to blog about it. Like I said earlier though I have other things going on. I felt however that this couldn't wait.

So I offered to go outside with my 4 yr old so she could swim in the pool while I sat on the deck writing. Yes, by hand. Because sitting at my pc to compose a post is nearly impossible to do with her around. So I hand write them in a notebook a top my trusty lap desk, usually while we are having outside time. Then I type them later or I have my Son do it for me.

Before I go any further I should tell you that as I am writing this, she is out of the pool sitting next to me on the potty crying. She is refusing to poop out what is bound to be a 2in. wide, 6in. long, 8 lb turd that she's been holding in for for almost 2 days. This is my reality people lol

Ok, back to my original agenda. I have no doubt this has happened to all or most of you, sometime in your life. You grab a box of cereal, only to find there's only a 1/4 cup left in the box. It doesn't have to be food either, it could be 2 squares of toilet paper or paper towel left on the roll. Maybe even something completely empty but put back where it came from instead of thrown out.

My husband does this to me all the time. He has all sorts explanations; he didn't want to eat all of it, he was saving some for someone else, he couldn't find the toilet paper, he doesn't want to be known as the one who ate the last of it or he was gonna do it later but forgot. I am sure there are more that I can't think of right now too.

Well, he's not fooling me with this bullshit. The reality is that he doesn't want to throw it out or have to replace or re-make something because that would require him to actually have to DO something. As if it's a chore or housework...and don't forget, that would all take a long time to do!

So years ago I was in a rage and on a tangent about this very topic. It happened to be a beverage bottle put back in the fridge with one sip left in it. As all sorts of obscenities were flowing from my filthy mouth, I called it a BITCH SIP because, I screamed "only a bitch would leave one fucking sip in the container and put it back in the fridge.

This actually reminds me of this one time I bought a huge bag of trail mix. I put it in a tupperware bowl for easy snacking and storage.  I remember seeing my husband sitting on the couch eating it while watching a movie, the bowl was half filled or more.  Sometime later I wanted a little snack, so I grabbed the bowl out of the cabinet and removed the lid. Staring me in the face were some nut crumbs, 2 fucking m&m's and and one single raisin. He had put it back just like that. A perfect example of a bitch sip lol

While I was writing this, he called from work. He asked what I was doing. I told him I was blogging. he asked what I was blogging about. I said "the bitch sip" he asked why? I told him about the oatmeal cookie and he started cracking up. He's lucky I have a sense of humor!

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