…when she’s worked a full day of a full year, is tired up to her eyeballs, and not up for taking any guff?
…when the plan for the evening’s baseball viewing has changed with the weather, but the menu hasn’t?
…when the men of the house, seeing the contents of dinner, turn their proverbial noses up at the offerings of said dinner?
She packs some chow for herself, gets outta Dodge, and leave the hunters to fend for themselves.
Yeah, that’s what.