Tim &Bailey
Silver Member
Talk about an anger outburst! I just spent 2 hours cooking (a hobby i have developed to relax me) While my wife was out with my daughter I made a fantastic pan roast chicken with sherry mushroom gravy. I added some fresh rubbed sage for effect. First I tried to braise it all and pop it in teh oven, Damn oven wont work.(strike 1)
So I slow cooked it in my roaster pan on the stove top. The house was smelling wonderful. For a side I made yellow rice and sweet english peas. For drink a wonderful peach ice tea. Even picked up cooking dough ice cream for dessert
Dinner is gettin cold or over cooked.Wife calls just feed the other kids ( we have 8 total) and she'll be home in an hour or so. (strike 2)
Then I get us all to the table Including the 3 year old, said grace and started our dinner I grabbed my glass of peach tea and my F**king rt hand popped open (2 surgeries later) and went right into my plate of food. (strike 3)
DAMN I shouted God Damn it! I threw the whole plate and everything in the trash and blew up. I was so pissed even Bailey wont sit with me. Bad when your service Dog dont want to be around you. I'm sick of being angry. Before PTSD I would have laughed hysterical at my luck and just made another plate. All the kids scattered and went to their play room. This sux I hate PTSD and the angry outbursts from frustration.... UUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
So I slow cooked it in my roaster pan on the stove top. The house was smelling wonderful. For a side I made yellow rice and sweet english peas. For drink a wonderful peach ice tea. Even picked up cooking dough ice cream for dessert
Dinner is gettin cold or over cooked.Wife calls just feed the other kids ( we have 8 total) and she'll be home in an hour or so. (strike 2)
Then I get us all to the table Including the 3 year old, said grace and started our dinner I grabbed my glass of peach tea and my F**king rt hand popped open (2 surgeries later) and went right into my plate of food. (strike 3)
DAMN I shouted God Damn it! I threw the whole plate and everything in the trash and blew up. I was so pissed even Bailey wont sit with me. Bad when your service Dog dont want to be around you. I'm sick of being angry. Before PTSD I would have laughed hysterical at my luck and just made another plate. All the kids scattered and went to their play room. This sux I hate PTSD and the angry outbursts from frustration.... UUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!