Lisa Fong

And so then I get home that night and I actually sit down at my desk and do, write a big bloggy thing for Mother's Day on Sunday to post.

Yeah.

And in the morning I go, I sit in my, I wake up and he goes out and I'm thinking, okay, well, he'll bring me my coffee when he does his.

And I will finish editing this post because I'll just update, you know, about the coffee situation and that I hopefully am going to be hearing the beans grind soon.

And then I posted it.

And then within five, it's like now seven-ish.

And I'm like, okay, I thought that I'd be having my coffee by now.

Yeah.

And then the boys came in, the little boys then came in with their cards and presents.

And Dan comes in and he's in a rush.

And I'm like, where's my coffee?

And he's like, I've got no time, babe.

I've been, I've just, I've got no time.

I've been like having my pills and had to give my breakfast.

And I was just like, are you serious?

Dumbfounded.

Dumbfounded.

He did say earlier on, do you want your presents and stuff now?

I was like, no, I don't mind.

It's not my birthday.