I ask you this DH, do you think that I ever once thought to myself I want a balloon? A Balloon. Are you serious? A Mother's Day balloon? You went to the store, saw the balloon, and thought of me? You thought I would like this balloon? I make your bed every morning, do your laundry, cook your dinner, listen to you spew out all the crap that happened today at work, put on makeup for you, shave my vagina for you, and to thank me you got me a balloon. Really? A f*cking balloon?
Who the f*ck thought it was a good idea to make a Mother's Day balloon?
