We put the "Funk" into dysfunctional ...
FH just asked me to have his dinner ready for him around 9 when he gets back tonight. I nod and say umm hmm. AND he starts to add other things he wants ready by 9 ish...
I look at him with stars in my eyes and sweetly say..... DO I LOOK LIKE JUNE FUCKING CLEAVER?
5 more days until we are married....