Please don't complain about the cleaning not being back; I can't take one more complaint! I'll tell you why the cleaning's not back. I forgot to take it, okay? Bob, you expect too much of me. It's one thing to be a modern housewife, career woman, mother. I could handle being modern. Modern is popping a frozen dinner into the microwave, but modern isn't good enough for you. No, I have to be organic, holistic, learn millet receipes, grow wheat grass, make beet juice, wait around for sourdough to rise. Well, it just so happens the last sourdough we had wasn't sourdough - it was Play-Doh.
Oh, the twins have a highly developed sense of humor, and we didnt even notice the difference, bob. So much for conscious cooking.
And the Ecology Pageant at school. Robert wants to go as a nuclear reactor, McCord wants to go as the hundredth monkey. You think I can buy costumes like that at K Mart? No, I have to make them. Edie and Pam don't sew, of course, so I told them I'd make Ivan's Solar Energy costume - only now he doesn't want to go as that. He want's to go as an endangered species!
And wok cooking! You said it was fast! It is fast. What takes time is having to go to Chinatown for all those Chinese vegetables! I'm so sick of your disappointment in me; I'm disappointed too. I see now you're not so damn Zen, after all; you're passive - agressive. Somehow, we both mistook that for spirituality. And your acting like you've transcended your ego is the biggest ego trip of all!