Office Work, Part Deux: Professional Mayhen

[ChickenAlgebra]

My husband has taken to rolling his eyes at me. I am a cranky pants. I am a mean dictator.

 

[maple]

Did you see that boyd....better not go there...there's an angry pregnant woman over there.

 

[MSDeb]

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NO WAY TOOTS, I called him first. Besides I'm in much worse shape then you since I live with a hoarder and I am not one myself. And your argument is full of hot air, everyone knows you can't order husbands around. They move at their own speed. Except for Algae, she might be able to boss hers around, being so tiny and pregnant and all.

Poor Ken, he just needs a job. Feed him chocolate until he chills out.

Ah ha, I rest my case, see she's a dictator!

 

[maple]

I love your last line.

 

[ChickenAlgebra]

I am normally a very nice person. Just, ugh, have no energy, it's been over 100* and crazy humid, and just blah. So I've gotten snippy with the kids and DH. I know they aren't trying to irk me, they just are tho.

 

[NellaBean]

Speaking of pregnant sea cows.....I moved Faith into a big tub in the extra bedroom. She is due sometime between now and wednesday and it will be in the upper 90's all week. I hated to move her at the last minute, but she was about ready to die of heat stroke out there.

 

[maple]

ok...lets move algea to a tub in an airconditioned room.

 

[ChickenAlgebra]

I am sitting in the recliner under the AC vent. There is stuff that should get done, but, well, I am not moving if I don't have to.

 

[maple]

throws another hersey bar with ooey caramel in it at algea to feed the twins... rumpus and rootebega

 

[NellaBean]

Pregnant Sea Cow named Faith.