The Chubby Hubby had quite the tantrum last night.
After months of job and financial stress, and a long-ass day, he was putting a cup of coffee into the microwave oven in order to heat it. But he fumbled. Coffee spilled.
And he lost it. Totally.
Grabbing the lid of a Glad Ware casserole (which the Spawn was making Rice Krispy Treats in), he yelled, swore, beat the counter with the lid sending shards of cheap plastic all around the kitchen. Spawn and I rolled our eyes.
Once the CH stopped, I ordered him to NOT return to work that evening and sent him to his room with a bottle ... of George Killians Irish Red beer.