I suck. I have given up on the idea of cooking dinner. It looks like a pizza night.
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I am supposed to be grilling pizza tonight. errr...
I should be cooking more often to save money, but I am exhausted for no good reason.
No worries, some other time. I'm beyond booked on Saturday, but perhaps on Sunday, or next weekend...it'll happen.Oh good.
I don't suppose it would help at all if I specified that I was only interested in very particular kinds of cheeseDepends. What kind?
GYMBOREE CLASSES ARE FREAKING EXPENSIVE.
Yup. We didn't do those. I found a much cheaper alternative at the local rec center. The YMCA usually has cheap childrens' programming, too.
I should be cooking more often to save money
That's why God invented credit cards.
That's why God invented credit cards.This is like HR telling me that I can just pay for scripts and doctor's visits and tests out of pocket, right?
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Depends. What kind?
Mm, cheddar. Parmesan. Maybe some mozzarella. Swiss, but only in context.
I think I generally suck though. At this stage in my life, I am sufficiently cranky to walk away from situations that piss me off, rather than, I don't know, staying, hanging in, dealing, fighting.
Oh, honey, sometimes walking away is the smartest, sanest, most self-protective thing to do. That doesn't mean you suck. It means you smart.
That's why God invented credit cards.
Sticks out tongue at Empress