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So for once in my life, I was so excited to have a nice dinner ready by the time Ian got home. He told me he would be home at 5pm. I called him at 5:30 and found out he stopped somewhere to pick something up that he was looking for on craigslist. The following conversation happened:
"Where are you?"
 "Picking up that vcr/dvd player we talked about."
"What?!?! WHY!!! DINNER HAS BEEN READY SINCE 5!"
"Well, it is 5 mins away from work so I figured it would -make sense to just get it now."
 "Ugh , well now dinner is cold"
 "You guys can eat without me if you want"
 "No. Are you kidding me? I did this for you! We aren't eating without you!"
"Ok, so what do you want to do?"
"What do you mean 'what do I want to do?' I JUST WANNA BE MAD ABOUT IT!!!"
*I laugh because as I yelled that last part, I caught wind of my complete irrationality.*
 "hahahaha, ok well you can do that. OR we can just heat it up when I get home."

My poor husband. What a trooper. I am not sure if my reaction was because of pregnancy hormones or not, but I am going to blame it on that anyway.

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  1. Maria MundyJuly 17, 2012 at 6:07 PM

    It's not the pregnancy... I use to do that to Eddie 2-3 times a week. Now I tell myself he is working so I have this food to cook and can spend time at home with my son. I still mess up. But at least it's down to once or twice a month, lol. =)

    What's for dinner?? =)

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  2. JessJuly 17, 2012 at 8:09 PM

    Roasted chicken, roasted zucchini and cilantro & lime rice. Afterwards I was thinking, "I think I would still be mad about this if I wasn't pregnant." But I will blame the hormones anyways.

    Maybe it hasn't happened because I don't think I have ever had dinner completely ready before he came home, unless he worked late and we ate without him. Ugh I was so excited and it was stone cold by the time he actually got here (6 o clock). That's the last time I ever try to do THAT. hahaha!

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  3. Stephanie KayJuly 17, 2012 at 9:32 PM

    Here's a tip. Take the time he tells you he'll be home from work and add 30 minutes to it. Now plan supper prep based on that time. My hubby doesn't mind if supper isn't on the table when he walks through the door (gives him time to change clothes and unwind a bit). He just likes to know supper is close to being done. :)

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  4. JessJuly 17, 2012 at 10:16 PM

    Oh Ian doesn't care either way about when dinner is ready, and I am certainly happy about that. Sometimes he will come home and eat a sandwich, I feed the kids leftovers or something quick, and then I make us dinner after they go to bed.

    I thought it would be nice for a change for dinner to be hot and on the table when he got home, just to see if I could physically do it. I seriously started chopping things up at nap time to get everything ready. hahaha, I usually add 15 mins to whatever he says, but an hour later is crazy. He bought me ice cream to make up for it though. Some girls like flowers but bring me some ice cream and I will forgive almost anything! hahaha!

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  5. LeetaJuly 17, 2012 at 11:46 PM

    At least you can laugh about it now right? You two are cute :)

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