She's a little crazy

For whatever reason, I was in rare form this weekend. I was snippy and "stabby" as HH called me. I'm pretty sure he slept with one eye open for fear that I would injure him in his sleep. And, okay, maybe I gave him the idea that if I were going to stab him I wouldn't do it when he was expecting it. So yea, maybe the fact that he slept next to me but inside of a sleeping bag was my fault.
But really? He thought a sleeping bag would save him!?

I cried yesterday morning over something so ridiculous I'm not even going to share with you what it was. No, really, it was dumb. I know in my head it was dumb. I was having an emotional day, clearly.

HH went to the store to pick up some veggies for dinner, he spent $10 and bought the few things we would need to make not one, but TWO meals. What did I do? Asked him why he bought the expensive garlic and pointed out that we already had onion soup mix. Yes folks, that is the kind of mood I was in.

Oh...and more crying. I asked HH if he needed to soak the clay pot he was using for dinner in hot water, he said no. I asked again, because I swear it said something about hot water. He said no, absolutely not. I got the directions...it does say to soak it water. Not hot water, just water, for 10-15 mins before each use. He says "well yea, but not hot water. You kept saying hot water". Really ass, you couldn't have just told me that?! In reality, I'm the ass...I cried over that. Yes, cried.
and now you are probably wondering what else I could have cried about, that was even worse then that.

Maybe I'm just a little crazy....