Men...ok my husband Joseph...

I love my husband, I love my husband, I LOVE my husband...

BUT, if he would have walked within stabbing distance of me today in the kitchen, and I had a knife, I might have stabbed him in the leg.

Joe's day...up at 6:00, watch tv/eat breakfast, feed cats, get ready for work, leave for work, work from 7-4 (with 2 breaks and a 30 min lunch), go to the gym, work out for a little over an hour, come home, shower, play Tiger Woods golf (this is where it went very bad for ol' Joe)...

Nichole's Day...get up at 5:30 (due to sharp pain in stomach, not helped by two cats wanting some loving), do my Wii Fit body test, shower, blow dry hair, straighten hair, leave for work at same time as Joe, do early morning hall duty, hang with 21 (2 absent today) kids all day, get a 20 minute lunch break...if I'm lucky and no child needs me, get a little break when kids are gone to specials to-call Joe to see what he needs at the store, call doctor to see why I have pain, and research pain, work late getting some things done that needed to be done, go grocery shopping, unload all groceries, clean out fridge, exercise for 20 minutes until I feel sick-stomach issues today, start dinner, cook an entire dinner for my husband while fending off three vicious cats while my husband plays the Wii

No Joe...I don't know why I would be ill with you...get out of the kitchen before I grab a knife and stab you.



PS-he cleaned up the darn dishes...because I gave him NO choice! And NO, you will never hear Joseph's side of the story, this version is EXACTLY how it all happened.........