As I write this, my fingers tremble and there's tears in my eyes. This isn't easy for me, since we've had so much fun together. But, I just don't see us working out. You see, you hate Oreos, and insist on keeping the "devil cookies" out of our home. I feel like I've been given an ultimatum... you or the Oreos. I guess you can tell which I will choose.
I'm taking the kids and moving to my parents' house.