Been awake since 5 am. On my feet. Made suhoor, went to work and was on my feet for 8 solid hours. Come home. Make the food he wants. Takes me til Iftar to make. Alhamdulillah he is happy.
After maghrib, after cleaning the dishes... I made my one plea. The one thing I've wanted for the past week... the one thing I can't stop thinking about...
'Will you take me to get a milkshake?'
No.. it's too cold for milkshakes.
Whatever.
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hi i'm burnt out... what's your name?
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This is what I say to my husband in these situations... "YOU don't have to have one!!" LOL
ooooooh.. i like that one... i'll use it tonight.... heh heh heh
LOL- Sometimes men just don't get it! I haven't been by in awhile. I just wanted to say Ramadan Kareem. Also, beware of the hormones! There were some things I could have literally strangled my husband for while I was pregnant-now I'm like-what was my problem???? LOL.
when I see that I think maybe you should have sung to him..."My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard......"
YUP! Ummabdur-rahman lurves that song, cuz she sang it to me!!
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