Woosaaahhhh

I'm just venting.  I'm sure I'm being silly, but if I don't get out this anger before Joey comes home he's going to pay for it!
 
He asks if it's okay if he goes golfing.  Okay.  Fine.  No problem whatsoever.  He leaves at 130.  It's now 630 and he has not called to tell me if he is even planning on coming home for supper.  He has not let me know what time to expect him.  As if golf takes 5 hours and counting.  Bullshit!  I don't care if he wants to go out for a beer after, just have the decency to let me know!
 
So I'm angry and hungry.  My mouth is still swollen from the dental work and I decide to make myself some mash potatoes.  I peel them, cut them, boil them, add butter and milk, then start to mash.  And the damn milk curdles!  I have never had that happen!  I drank the milk earlier today!  And it has two days before it's expiry date. 
 
Piss on me today!