Sometimes I want to smack my husband upside his head with a red hot frying pan.  Over the past ten years I have said SOOOO many time, "You spend too much time of the computer and ignore everything else."

So again last night we had that conversation.  Grrrrrr.....  He then plays the oh, ok, I won't do anything I enjoy routine....  It makes me want to scream.  I am not saying that.  But, when I go to bed most nights and he does not notice cause he is too self involved a stupid game or I start coughing having an allergic reaction maybe 3 feet from hom (like 45 mins goes by) and he does not notice... it hurts my feelings. 

What is it about the stupid games that makes them unable to understand the word moderation?  It makes me feel ignored and taken for granted - I know that isn't really what he means, but it hurts my feeling anyway.  And if it was once in awhile, it probably wouldn't be such a big deal.  Since it is a lot, it is on my last nerve.

Is it the end of the world?  No.  But it is my vent and this is my blog.  So there ya go.  Happy Sunday.