you make me SO mad

i was just talking with someone recently about how horrible the first year of marriage is. And with my sister getting married i was wondering if she will have to experience the horror as well or if living together has hopefully spared her from the trip through dantes inferno. Robbie and i had a horrible first 2 years. Well i can't say it was all horrible, our first year was by far the worse of the two but they were still pretty bad. We fought almost everyday. Which was beyond odd because we never fought before we got married, granted we only dated for like 4 months but still. Looking back it is hilarious. We constantly threatened each other with divorce, practically every fight, and yet somehow we are still together. Everyone tells you its going to be bad too, but you always think yeah right i know this person inside and out they don't have a bad bone in their body. I cant tell you how many times after our wedding i sat in my car repeating "i married satan". My behavior was not any better. it was like i had pms all year long, granted i was pregnant, but still. our first years consisted of a few stand out fights. 1. the water fight. robbie and i were fighting about who knows what and he had made me so mad i threw my cup of water all over him. unfortunately in my fury i hadn't realized that he had a cup of water himself....which he dumped on my head. 2. the mad blanket. sometimes robbie would piss me off so bad i couldn't even stomach the idea of his leg possibly touching mine while we slept, so i would get a fleece blanket from the living room and sleep on top of the covers to avoid him. thus it became the mad blanket. 3. the kangaroo kick. again robbie making me so mad while we were on the bed i pulled my legs up to my stomach and kicked him right in the stomach sending him flying off the bed. 4. the driving in cars fight. i stormed out of the house and got into my car. robbie followed me in his car all around town trying to yell at me through the window. its safe to say he made me pretty steaming mad a lot. and i know i did the same to him. i cant tell you how many times i thought of spiking his food with laxatives or how many times he farted on my pillow secretly. lets not forget the time he farted in my face sending me running to the garbage puking. all i can say is im glad its over, for now.