ms.yt
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My husband went outside this morning to mow the lawn and stepped in a hole and fell. Both his ankles popped really loud and he was in intense pain, so I insisted we go to urgent care to get xrays. His parents met us there and took our 4 year old so he would have to sit there all afternoon. Turns out he just sprained both his ankles and was told to wrap them in ace bandages and take it easy.
Well, when his parents drop our son off, the first thing his dad says is some crack about the lawn needing to be mowed and how "some people will do anything to get out of mowing." So, guess what my husband decided he needed to do after they left? He hobbled around and put his shoes on and is now outside attempting to mow the lawn. He says it's not because of his dad's comment, but I know it is. Sorry to vent, but this kind of passive aggressive crap between them really gets on my nerves.
Well, when his parents drop our son off, the first thing his dad says is some crack about the lawn needing to be mowed and how "some people will do anything to get out of mowing." So, guess what my husband decided he needed to do after they left? He hobbled around and put his shoes on and is now outside attempting to mow the lawn. He says it's not because of his dad's comment, but I know it is. Sorry to vent, but this kind of passive aggressive crap between them really gets on my nerves.

Whaaaat? Did you not know you're on oxygen? "I really need to mow the grass." Well, I told him that I would mow the grass if he would just watch over dinner for me--it takes about 15min to mow my front yard. What did he do? He's going to mow the grass!
And before I knew it I was SCREAMING at him "YOU ARE ON OXYGEN! YOU ARE NOT MOWING THE GRASS!" Not my finest moment, let me tell you. But he got the message.

