Tonight, I'm beyond grouchy. I'm hungry and my husband is complaining about how tired he is because he got up at 4:30 this morning. Not for work, mind you. So he could watch that damn World Cup.
Oh gee, let me go get you some more tea because I'm not tired after working all day with a bunch of hyperactive children while 8 months pregnant. I'm not tired at all. Someone is totally going to be buying my ass something fancy for my birthday in 2 weeks. You watch.
To top off being tired, I'm hungry. Because THIS is what someone made me eat this evening, which might just be even worse than yesterday's offerings...
To help supplement my meal, I heated up some duck my husband had picked up earlier in the week but there wasn't much of it to fill me up. And of course, that damn xifan was served as well. It didn't cook because the crock pot shut off when the power glitched. I told MIL that she needed to push the start button again but she didn't listen. Moron. When it finally was finished and offered to me, I politely declined, saying I was too full.
At least she was nice enough to clean up and do the dishes. She wants me to rest, which I appreciate. Of course, I try not to think about if she cleaned my dishes properly. God. Now I'm thinking about that. Ugh. Anyway, while she did that, I got Raelynn ready for her bath. It was a bit hot in our house this evening because the wind wasn't pushing through the windows, so Jeremy turned on the A/C. And MIL was fine with that. Until I went to give Raelynn that bath. Mind you, the A/C was only on in Raelynn's room at this point, but she wasn't getting undressed in her room. MIL started freaking out about it and I begged my husband to explain to her that if A/C was so harmful to people, then everyone in Florida would have died from it. I practically had to jump in front of her to keep her from shutting it off.
Yes, let's turn off the A/C. So I can be even more uncomfortable while I'm pregnant. Add to my anger of not getting enough food to eat because the food you served doesn't appeal to me and I'm downright stabby this evening. Oh, and if there was any doubt about how Raelynn feels about A/C, let me just tell you...when I finished dressing her and drying her hair, she went into her room and sat on her chair, facing the flow of the A/C. I asked her what she thought about it and she let out a deep, relieved sigh and said, "This is soooo nice." That's my girl!
At least it's the weekend now and we can eat decent food tomorrow and Sunday. Stay tuned for torture by way of barfy food after the weekend!