We were suppose to take the girls to see Despicable Me yesterday but couldn’t because bibik came back late from her outing. And when I say late, I mean coming in at 7pm when she said she would come back at 3pm.
The girls were disappointed but not as livid as hubby. He had already started scanning for nearby nurseries to send the kids to while we were at work. A little extreme, I know but I can understand being pissed about having your plans go to shit because someone didn’t want to get a little rain on them coming back.
Bibik knows I’m pissed at her coz I haven’t spoken to her since she slinked back in yesterday. Unlike hubby, who is the bebel type, I’ll rather save my breath and ignore you.