IRONING WARS!!!!

Let me set the scene:(yesterday evening about 9:00. Got home from work about 6:00, cooked dinner, cleaned kitchen, bathed baby, ate dinner, and just sat down to relax)

Danny: Honey?
Me: Yes (but in my mind going Grrrrrrrr)
Danny: I need a pair of pants ironed.
Me: I'll do it in a minute (but in my mind going double Grrrrrrrr)

A couple of minutes pass

Danny: Honey?
Me: Yes (but in my mind going GRRRRRR....WHAT??!?!??!)
Danny: Sweetie, please don't forget to iron my pants.
Me: I won't (but in my mind going....GO IRON THE *$&%& PANTS YOURSELF)


A couple of minutes pass

Danny: I'll just go set up the ironing board for you.
Me: Thanks honey. I PROMISE I won't forget the pants (in my mind going: ALRIGHT already!!!)
Danny: Well, if you aren't going to iron them, I'll just do it myself!! Huff

I ended up ironing those pants!!!