Business trips. Phillip is going on one next week. Strangely enough I have yet to get bent out of shape about it. I think this is because every time I hear him say "business trip" I think "frequent flier miles" and THEN I think "free ticket to the Blathering".
Chunky tomato sauce. I HATE chunky tomato sauce. When I was a kid my grandma used to pull some naked spaghetti out of the strainer and soak it in butter and cheese, just for me, so I wouldn't have to let that awful spaghetti sauce pass my lips. I was TERRIFIED of moving to Italy because I thought there would be nothing to eat except chunky tomato sauce. But plain old spaghetti pomodoro is just noodles with dollop of almost-pureed (so maybe food milled?) tomato sauce. AND IT IS DIVINE. So the other day I finally made that tomatoes + butter + half an onion that you eventually toss tomato sauce and WHY DID I WAIT SO LONG? It's the closest I've come to plain old spaghetti pomodoro.
Buying diapers. Something I hate just as much as buying diapers: stuffing pocket diapers. But A'Dell's clother diaper post lit a fire under my lazy butt and today I busted out my 23 well-used BumGenius one size diapers and got going. I forgot how cute they are! And now I want to buy all the new colors, but that sort of defeats a large part of the purpose. Also, I HAVE TWENTY-THREE DIAPERS.
Diets. Which is why I ate about half of that Costco tub of animal crackers my in-laws buy for the kids. Don't tell them it was me.
Forgetting birthdays. I AM SO BAD ABOUT THIS! The birthday reminder thing is honestly the only reason why I still have a Facebook account. My friend Emily even gave me a birthday CALENDAR and I STILL FORGET. So, sorry My Nephew! Your gift will be late, even WITH Amazon Prime.
When my TV doesn't work. Between the new TV, the constant "updates" to the TiFaux system, the stupid fancypants remote that NEVER WORKS, and Phillip spending several months installing and wiring speakers in the way upper back wall of the living room, my TV is always acting dumb. This is annoying when I want to settle the kids down with a show so I can make dinner and SUPER annoying when I finally get everyone down for quiet time and I want to watch one of MY shows. Pretty much the only time this doesn't suck is when I can't get the DVD player (aka the Xbox) to play the 30 Day Shred. Oh, SNAP!
Blowing kid noses. LEARN TO DO THIS YOURSELF, CHILDREN. See also: wiping kid bottoms. GAH.
Not going on vacation. The Colorado road trip remains up for discussion, but what was decided upon as soon as I saw the text message was tagging along on a business trip (so maybe I don't hate ALL business trips) to Vegas. Do I care that Vegas is cheesy, that Phillip will be busy all day long, that I don't have any money to blow on blackjack or buffets? UM, NO I DO NOT. Now: how to sweet talk my parents into taking care of the big kids AND the baby? (OMG)
When people don't turn the lights on. I don't know if this is because I am Highly Sensitive and need as much light as possible, or if I'm just crabby, but it drives me BONKERS when Phillip and Jack are sitting in the totally dark living room playing some iPad game. Turn on the lights! They're right there! Come on! Of course I also REALLY HATE IT when they turn on the awful AWFUL overhead spotlights in the living room instead of the lovely collection of table and floor lamps I've amassed since moving in. Perhaps I am picky about my lighting.
When people do not put food in the refrigerator. SOMEONE is always leaving things out because they're "too warm to go in the fridge". Is this some sort of energy saving ploy? I think it's gross. PUT THE FOOD AWAY.
When Phillip does not put the children to bed on time. Perhaps some of these things I hate are all sort of happening right now, in front of me, and I am passive aggressively blogging them instead of complaining out loud. PERHAPS.