That burrito was pretty freakin awesome! Thanks. (complete with a little smiley face at the end. I would put one here, but I can't figure out how to do it. Don't bother sending me instructions on how to do it, because I won't remember how the next time I need one. So why waste your time? But thanks anyways. (um, and anyways is too a word. I have no idea why it's not in spellcheck. Oh well looky there, apparently neither is spellcheck since it's got a red squiggly line under it too!) )
So....anyway.....that little text made my day. That burrito? Just leftover taco meat with a little shredded cheese and salsa. Made one for Mr. Cleaver too. Unfortunately I didn't get a text from him saying how freakin awesome it was! And that makes him suck. As of right now. I don't want this to turn into a whole "bash Ward" blog. I don't mean to only post something on here when things ain't going so hot. Because you might get the impression that my marriage sucks. Which it doesn't. At least all of the time it doesn't. But right now? Well, right now we just aren't clicking. We're off kilter somehow. I don't know what it is. But it isn't right.
Ok, to be fair to Ward, he has a lot on his plate. He's been the "interim" Chief of Police since last year. He was led to believe that all he had to do was show him he could do the job, which he has, and he would be appointed as THE Chief of Police. Since then, things have changed. And by things, I mean the mayor. The mayor has changed. The elections have come and gone and now we have a new mayor. Not the mayor that appointed Ward as interim chief. The NEW mayor decided to put the position up for application. So....anyone can apply and if Ward wants the job, he can apply too. And boy if that didn't start the rumors in this little town of ours a flyin'! He's crushed. Embarrassed. Feels let down. He's worked his way up the ladder for 20 years. This is really all he knows. It isn't that he hasn't done his job. Hell, the mayor even said he's done a heck of a job. It's politics. He's just a victim of politics. And so.....he's been a little cranky. And some of that crankyness has been leveled at me. Which makes me cranky. And even though I love my husband more than full box of Franzia, he sucks sometimes. But that doesn't mean I don't love him. I just don't like him sometimes.
Boys suck. The mayor is a boy. He definitely sucks. The director of personnel sucks big time! He actually called Ward to see where he should advertise the job for chief so that it reaches the greatest audience of police personnel. Seriously? I think he sucks the most. The guys that are saying things about my husband, the things that aren't true, they suck too!
And...I guess I suck too. Here Ward is, worried about his job and future, and I get all bent out of shape because he doesn't thank me for a burrito. I guess that makes me the queen sucker! Your Royal Highness, the Queen of Suckiness!
**Actually Jane!'s famous words were "Boys are stupid" She is so much more classier than I am. Nevertheless, boys are stupid. But then again, so am I....obviously! So.....