You've gotta laugh...or you'll cry...

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

2:03 pm...I was at work. M called and we ended up discussing a very, very sore subject. This conversation ended in me hanging up on him. Not to speak to him again that afternoon.

3:47 pm...I was still at work. My bebe girl calls me and tell me that she had a list of stuff that we needed to donate to the victims of the hurricane. I write the list down.

4:43 pm...I stop at the Dollar General on the way home for toothpaste, toothbrush, shampoo, conditioner, deoderant, and stuff like that to pack up for A to take to the shelter.

5:07 pm...A and I put all stuff I bought in a gift bag along with two velvet pillows that I had made. We leave it on the bar so we can get it to school the next day.

5:39 pm...Butthead (also known as M) comes home. I notice he is looking at the stuff on the bar but he doesn't ask about it...because we aren't speaking to each other.

7:21 pm...Butthead finally breaks down and asks me what the stuff on the bar is for. I tell him that it is for the hurricane victims. His mood changes immediately and everything is just fine for the rest of the night.

Thursday, September 1, 2005

7:04 am...M tells me why his mood changed immediately after he found out what the stuff on the bar was for. He said...he thought I was so mad that I was going to leave him.