So funny, because, common sense dictates that if you are writing personal stuff, don't tell your employer about your blog. dumbass.
I just realized she told her employer, "I started a blog. I'll send you a link."
What. A. Moron.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
So funny, because, common sense dictates that if you are writing personal stuff, don't tell your employer about your blog. dumbass.
I just realized she told her employer, "I started a blog. I'll send you a link."
What. A. Moron.
It's a good day for Nanny news.
Seriously, yes. total moron.
Man, I WISH it were Jude Law's nanny.
So, what can you do about itchy bug bites? I have a zillion on my ankles, and they are DRIVING ME MAD. I think there was a skeeter or similar in my bedroom last night!! That ain't right. Unless it's a delayed reaction from the green-head flies on Saturday, but that would be even LESS right.
Jesse, use Benadryl cream. That seems to make the itch go away for me.
Antihistamine and an cool Aveeno bath--or footbath in your case/
Here's the Nanny's blog: [link]
Contrary to an essay published in the Style section of the NYTIMES, I am not a pill popping alcoholic who has promiscuous sex and cares nothing for the children for whom she works with. Nope. If you look carefully through my archives, instead you will find a young woman in her mid-twenties who decided to work as a nanny for a year while she prepared to enter the next phase of her professional life; namely the life of an academic pursuing a PhD in English Literature specifically focusing on the Late Victorian novel. But for those of you who dont want to comb through the archives, I will offer a refutation of the salacious, malicious, and really quite silly essay written by Ms. Olen.
Ms. Olen opens her essay with eye catching details designed to paint the picture of a prurient pill popper. She notes I mention biting my lovers, having sexual thoughts about Tucker Carlson, and taking sleeping pills. So, lets revisit those entries and see if they are really so titillating....
Yes, I mention that I want to do "dirty dirty" things to Tucker Carlson. I dont offer details. So, I am assuming that Ms. Olen's imagination ran away with her and she decided that it was very sordid. But on a closer reading of this post you will find I use Tucker Carlson, a noted conservative pundidt, as an example of how opposites attract. How intellectual tensions between two people can actually fuel romantic desire. And then I do something really really deviant. I compare my crush on him to the romantic tensions in Jane Austen's famous Pride and Prejudice. Yep, my version of the erotic has more to do with long walks and serious conversations. Of course, Ms. Olen does not point that out in her essay. My interest in literature and how I weave it through more common daily reflections would probably detract from her intent to show me as an irresponsible party girl. But there it is, on the blog she so strenuously objects to.
I'm sorry but Jude Law is too tacky for words. Sienna Miller should dump him. She always seems like a nice person in interviews.
Sure. I read all that too. But still, she's an idiot for sending her employer the link to her blog.
It's about boundaries, in some ways. Where my work boundaries are is totally (understandably) different than where my friend boundaries are.