I'm also almost positive that my husband is angry with me like constantly.
He thinks I'm insane.
But because I'm good for a laugh, I'm okay to talk about the ridiculous things that my hormones have been making me cry over lately.
- My husband bringing me home a Sprite.
- Iron Chef America results.
- Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives.
- Anything dead.
- Anything born.
- Pitbulls and Parolees.
Matt and I watch Pitbulls and Parolees every week and it's one of our favorite reality shows. Matt has a BIG heart, especially when it comes to dogs, and he hates watching the episodes where dogs are abused, injured, sick or end up dying. It's horrible really, and even though I feel for the dogs, and I love the dogs and piss on anyone who hurts those dogs, I guess I still have no heart or something because I'm usually the one consoling him saying, "It's okay baby. They have a new home now / that owner is going to jail / they're going to make him all better / they're not in pain anymore."
So I decided to test out these new hormones and see if they magically made me weepy over the puppies.
And the following video (recorded by Matt) proved that this Grinch's heart grew three sizes.