Hazel iscon a hunger strike. Sophie is right behind her. The both decided not to eat their kibble. I don't know if they changed their recipe or what. So last night I gave her some little cheese niblets and some chicken liver treats which she gobbled up quickly.
Steve got up first and he obviously wanted me up as he turned on the lights and left the bedroom door open. So I think it was 7:30 when I got up. I tried to sleep once I went out in the front but of course that was not going to happen either.
We decided to get our shopping done early. Steve took me to Branson quilts which he told Betty on Facebook that I could not go.. but it turned out that they only had machine made quilts. No fabric. Then we went to Walnart and I picked up a few items. They only had black raspberry drinks. Then we went to a regular grocery for produce. We dropped off a bunch of stuff at the thrift store. Steve got rid of at least 4 shirts. I made nine stop at the Pet store to get some dig food that the girls would eat. He threw a fut as I knew he would.
We put the groceries away then ate lunch. Steve carved most of the afternoon and I sewed. It was our afternoon to play by ourselves. Steve I knew is looking to have a fight. He can't watch boxing on the satelite as that Satellite is blocke . We can't watch Last Man Standing, Gunsmoke and Family Feud. Also he is trying to quit snacking at night. So far he hasn't cut back on his portions at all. So I knew he was about ready to boil over.
So we BBQED early and were done with dinner and dishes by 7. I suggested we got outside and sit since we have very few nights that are nice to sit out.
Steve was moaning about how poor we are all due to my wants. Then he asked me if I planned this from the moment we met. How ludicrous is that. If I was a gold digger I would not be married to Steve. We sat for awhile more and I tried to explain that once the house sells we would have more disposable cash every month. Of course he made some remark about having more for me to spend. I just got up and walked inside. Of course we are not speaking which is just what Steve wanted. He has to unload on me instead of addressing the issues.
Finally TV in the bedroom with the dogs.
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