Here's the short version...
the male with whom I am unfortunate to cohabitate with (not my first choice, just for the record!!!) is y with ME because I thought the stupid Thanksgiving School Feast was Tuesday, not tomorrow. So now here I am without Ranch Dip (how's that for an authentic Thanksgiving treat???) and I had the audacity to ask him to run and get it, while my sister, who doesn't work outside the home, has time to refinish antique tables, so why do I suck so bad as a mom???
Well...you did ask...