Me to Morrison, after working to provide for our family while also growing another member of it but also I made a Chicken Enchilada Casserole for dinner, a big one that might feed us all for a few days: SORRY THE CASSEROLE ISN’T VERY GOOD
Morrison: What’re you talking about?
Me: IT’S NOT AS GOOD AS IT COULD HAVE BEEN!
Morrison: What’re you talking about? It’s fine!
Me: FINE?! IT’S JUST FINE?! IT COULD BE SO MUCH MORE THAN FINE
Me: I’M A FAILURE AS A WIFE, AND A MOTHER