Are you kidding me?

So I ususally don't complain about things in my life because I think its not that pro active. But today I must! So H was sick so I went to pick him up from school. Poor pumpkin has the flu...So of course he was sick a few times in the car, no big deal. I cleaned him, the car and got him all cozy.
M came home from work so I can go to my class. By the time I get home from school, I am not feeling well...So I had asked M earlier that we need to get crackers and ginger ale. They were both asleep so I went to lay down. Mind you it was in the high 90s today and I was dressed in a sweatshirt and sweatpants.
When I get up I asked M if he called his parents like I asked, no he didn't. Or did he get the stuff for our sick boy. I asked if he could go get stuff....his response was No, I have to bowl. WTF? You have to bowl?
And he didn't give H the bucket to throw up in so he threw up everywhere. Which I don't care about H doing that BUT if M had just done what he was suppose to it wouldn't have happened.
The kicker is M doesn't get why I am pissed at him! GRRR!