Eeek. So, I totally blew up at one of the stooges today (The three stooges I refer to are my husband & his 2 best Marine buddies). I feel really, really bad about it too. It was over a misunderstanding... and it wasn't intentional. I feel like such a bitch. When he came over after blowing up at him on the phone I apalogised, and he said it's ok and we're friends again. Then he opened up his arms and said "Hugs" so I hugged him.
At this time he was playing with my mascara, so I was like, "Can I have my mascara back? Unless you want to use it."
I'm glad all is now well... but still, I feel like such a total bitch!
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