I love Troy. repeat.. I love my husband.
but MAN OH MAN that motherfucker stresses me out!!!!!
so in today's episode of "Let's see how we can stress Carrie Out", we find our dashing prince asking permission to purchase tickets to a World Series game... just in case the Detroit Tigers actually make it.
the game would be in Detroit.
2 weeks before my due date.
in Detroit. (did you catch that? we live in North Carolina)
for one ticket.
I wasn't sure if it was a trick question, or if he might have been drunk, but sure enough.. he was seriously asking permission to purchase a ticket for that much, spend yet ANOTHER $300-some dollars on plane-fare to GET to said game...... (and let's not talk ab out how much would have been spent on food and souveniers and other shit and did I mention how fucking close to my DUE DATE the game would be????)
I did what any pregnant woman would do, after I regained my ability to speak, that is.
I started crying.
not sure if the crying thing was necessary, but it DID make him feel like an asshole for bringing up the idea of skipping town so close to my due date.... and don't even get me started on the whole money thing. crackhead.
oh well. I still love him. moreso when he's not trying to go to Detroit.... but definitely still love him.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006