Now can I say how much I HATE when people refer to ANYONE with red hair as a 'fiery red-head'. People get mad... It happens, my hair colour does not determine the extent of the anger, the wanker that made that comment usually does.
But today I had a 'moment' and I'm wondering which 'monster' category I fit. So it's July and we're loving tax returns in a big way, but when my fiancé spends his return on a new pushbike, as opposed to the wedding ring he promised he'd spend it on, what's the expected reaction? Mine was a few solid hours of silent treatment followed by tears and heavy layerings of guilt. So I'm wondering, is this the fiery red-head in me, the bridezilla or the average woman who would just like to come first for ONCE...
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