AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH...Stupid crap!
It's the small things that irritate me to no end. I don't get why it irritates the Fuck out of me, but it does. Petty? Yeah, most likely. Do I need to be so irritated over all the tiny things? No, probably not. But it is what it is.

Almost every single week DH goes to Safeway and buys a 1 gallon TUB/BUCKET of vanilla ice cream. Sometimes it's every other week. SD12 is the one who usually eats it all. I jumped her ass a couple months ago over her whining and complaining to BD8 about how it wasn't fair that BD got the last Bomb Pop. BD8 felt so guilty over a stupid popcicle, she had tears in her eyes. I jumped SD12 for even complaining about fairness to an 8(7 at the time) year old. I also told SD that if she has a problem she needs to speak to her dad or me about it. I told her that I don't think it's fair that she eats all of the 5 gallons of ice cream herself. And I also told her I didn't think it was fair that ate the last (half of) of MY tiramisu birthday cake. I told her to stop whining because I am NOT going to divvy up popcicles, toaster stroodles, and whatever else she feels she doesn't get enough of. I said that when it comes to things like that, unless it is specifically designated to someone else, if you don't get to it, it's gone. Things go fast in a household of 5!!!!

Now, fast forward to last night. The ice cream is gone *GASP* because SD ate it all. There is no more popcicles. SD scarfs down her dinner and rushes into the kitchen. OH NO! No dessert?!?!?! OH WELL!!! It's clear you haven't missed a meal OR dessert in quite sometime!

Missing dessert ONE freakin' night is not going to kill you! Dessert is a treat. I don't feel you MUST have dessert every damn night. DH sees SD pouting about no ice cream so he tells her to cut one of his special Choco Tacos in half. WTF? DH NEVER EVER EVER buys anything special for himself. He rarely gets any ice cream. He finally buys a special treat for himself and doesn't get to enjoy it. Choco Tacos are delicious waffle cones shaped as tacos filled with chocolate and ice cream. NUM NUM. lol Anyway...Cool that he wants to share, but he gave her one the NIGHT BEFORE! UGH...

Life will go on without dessert. I promise.

Now this morning I am on the phone with DH. He tells me that he is getting a call. We hang up. 5 Minutes later he's telling me that SD forgot her lunch. GUESS who has to drive 15 minutes back to the school I was just at 40 minutes before? ME of course.
Not a problem. Except she forgets her lunch all too often. AND WHY in the hell is she calling Daddyyyyyy at work? Obviously, he isn't the one who will be bringing her damn lunch. IT'S ME. CALL ME.

Ohhhh.... no, SD12 can't call me. I'm evil. Yeah, I forgot. UGH

EDIT!!! OOps. Typo. Not 5 gallons. 1 gallon. OMFG! lmao