Remember those two little perfect angels, Rocky and Isabel Ward?

Well, one of them is on my naughty list!!

I must preface this by telling you that the extent of my marital intimacy right now is passing Russ by in the house and waving goodbye as he is walking in the door waving hello. We are so busy, and I miss my husband!

So the tension has been building, and after a week of not having time or dinner together, we planned to cook some steaks and spend some time over a meal.

Well, Mr. Naughty Pants(Rocky)got to the steaks. Yes, he ate one. And yes, this was the stupid ass thing that started one of those marital spats that goes on and on, and ridiculously turns into everything else but the fact that the dog ate the steak. Cause we all know it's not about the steak.

Oh, and you will never guess what we ate for dinner: Boca Burgers. Yes, from steak to a veggie burger. Isn't that perfect!!??

So I blame the dog. I acted dumb. Russ acted dumb. But it's the dog's fault. I think I will shirk responsibility for this, cut Russ a deal, and be reminded about the importance of quality time with my hubby.

And so quality time it is on this St. Patty's Day.

Russ and I are off to Boardwalk Billy's to eat wings and drink green beer.

We'll leave the dog at home.