This is what my husband said to me moments ago when I noticed he poured himself the last glass of wine in the fridge.
What nerve! I was the one who went out to get the wine over the weekend. I was waiting until the kids were in bed to pour the final glass. I had great plans to settle in front of American Idol and relax. Apparently I should have either claimed the wine before I started the laundry or gone out to get more.
From where I sit, I can see the glass on the coffee table waiting, as he flips through his new copy of Money magazine.
If he doesn't start drinking it, and fast, I might have to fight him for it.
Seriously.
Ha! That is funny. You need to start buying in bulk!