Well, paradise isn't really paradise anymore... not saying that I don't love Amanda, I do. I can't think of what I would do if I wasn't with her. But there are a few things that just get me so worked up sometimes it's just not funny. I talked to her about a few of them but she just did something not to long ago that just raised my hackles and made me want to kick her. We just got back from her mothers' place where we had supper. They packed some food in containers for her father cuz he didn't come. She sped all the way from Carelton Place to Nepean, just so she wouldn't "Miss her show". So we finally get home and she opens the trunk and one of the containers opened up. It contained home made baked beans (very nice I might add), and they spilled about half in the trunk. She looked at me and said "You're cleaning this up."

I'm like, "Wha?"

"You're the one that watched him put them in there." She said matter of factly.

"I didn't watch him do anything." I retort.

"Well, you're the one that said 'Yes' when he asked if you wanted some, so you're cleaning them up." and she briskly walks into the house and plops the stuff on the kitchen table and walks up stairs.

Meanwhile at the trunk, I'm wanting to tell her to go fuck herself and take a walk somewhere, but that would get me nowhere. So I clean them up, after getting supplies from the kitchen, and not a word from her. I get back in and again with the orders. "Chuck, put the food away." no please, just commanding. So instead of fighting it and causing a huge ass hubub, I put it away, and take out the kleenex as well. Not saying a thing to her, if she asks, I'm still contemplating wether I should give her the cold shoulder for the rest of the night or what. I still love her, but she's getting on my shit list right now. Anywho, hello and thankyou to anyone and everyone who keeps checking in on here. God bless y'all.

Chuck