I also have no patience with B'maid E. Her and I spoke one evening and I vented. She, in turn, told B about it. I could have killed her. Ever since then, everytime she asks how I am. "I'm fine! Everything is great!" Stupid Bitca.
These girls have the most beautiful dresses. And so do I -- how about that?
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
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Aims - Aug 23, 2005 1:57:32 pm PDT #8251 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
ChiKat - Aug 23, 2005 2:08:38 pm PDT #8252 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
The Bridesmaids were emailed with basically, "This is what we're doing and this is how much you need to pony up." which struck me as very arrogant and very cowholeish.
Yikes. Whatever happened to basic manners? You know, asking something like, "I was thinking about doing this shower at a restaurant. What do you think and how much would you be able to pitch in? Based on our budget, we can figure out what to do/where to go."
Cass - Aug 23, 2005 2:12:39 pm PDT #8253 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Ah, now I get it.Yep. Didn't help that I got a bill for some little portion of my fun UTI experience several months back (might have been my co-pay actually as their accounting is never accurate) and just walking in the door, telling him what was wrong and the pee test was about $300. And I knew what was wrong. Right now? Not a clue. But I just made an appointment to see my doctor Thursday for my back. COBRA won't be set up yet, but I actually finally believe it will be. And my back hurts enough that I am willing to "pay out of pocket."
eta: Nope, $200. But $175 is walking in the door. Okay, I am prepared.
"Hmmm... I want to give Cass some grief!" pulls out frying pan, tortillas, some nice cheese, a little sliced avocado on the side and some benadrylYou totally get to make the rules.
Ever since then, everytime she asks how I am.And expects you to answer? Wow, whole special level of stupid there.
WindSparrow - Aug 23, 2005 2:15:09 pm PDT #8254 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
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Rise, Tom Scola. I accept the offering of your humility in my presence. Alas, I am not yet a powerful enough goddess to instantly disappear a sample of salsa from my kitchen into a bowl for you to partake of. However, if you spread the Good Salsa News, and make minions converts, my power shall grow and you will be rewarded with eternal salsa.
ChiKat - Aug 23, 2005 2:28:58 pm PDT #8255 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Mmmm..... salsa.
Stephanie - Aug 23, 2005 2:31:39 pm PDT #8256 of 10001
Trust my rage
I don't know where I've been (socially), but I can't imagine asking bridesmaids to come up with more than maybe $50 max for a shower for the brides (and truly I think that is excessive). I always thought the BM was responsible for dress/shoes and that was it.
Our wedding was out of town for both of our families. We paid for everyone's hotel bill. It was massive but *we* invited them to come and it seemed like the right thing to do. An invitation should not come iwth a price tag.
brenda m - Aug 23, 2005 2:49:07 pm PDT #8257 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
As an aside, the dog is barking furiously out the window at a blimp. Can't say as I blame her.
askye - Aug 23, 2005 2:49:33 pm PDT #8258 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
I need an oven thermometer, does any one have any suggestions about buying them?
Cashmere - Aug 23, 2005 3:21:30 pm PDT #8259 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Right up there with Kiddie Birthday Inflation.
I started getting those damned B-day catalogs right before Owen turned 1. Sickening with the theme decorations, goodie bags, toys, etc. *shudder*
My kids better be satisfied with cupcakes and a donkey's ass.
WindSparrow - Aug 23, 2005 3:48:44 pm PDT #8260 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
My kids better be satisfied with cupcakes and a donkey's ass.
As long as you never give them the idea that they have much say in the matter, they ought to be. The biggest birthday party my parents ever gave me, was taking me and two school friends to McDonalds. Most years, if any more than cake and prezzies at home with just the nuclear family was involved, it was going out for ice cream with one set of cousins.
I was generally quite happy with this arrangement.