{{ Ginger }} (keeping the hug slightly away so as not to joggle the ooky tum) Glad you're doing some better, hope the evil bug is vanquished right quick.

Safe trip, Stephanie (& Joe, Ellie, & canines).

I should eat something, but at the moment I'm suspicious of all food.

Start with chicken broth and work slowly more solid from there? You'll feel better from at least having the soup. Sorry about all that ook (yeah, sounds like flu). That sucks. I hope you feel brighter RSN.

So how do you politely say, "I know that money problems are relative to the person having them, but considering I frequently have to put off a utility bill to buy diapers and formula, I would appreciate you not bitching about a) how much you are spending on your $45k wedding and b) how much the inspection for your $35k BMW SUV is."

So how do you politely say, "I know that money problems are relative to the person having them, but considering I frequently have to put off a utility bill to buy diapers and formula, I would appreciate you not bitching about a) how much you are spending on your $45k wedding and b) how much the inspection for you $35k BMW SUV is."

Stop taking the calls?

Oh, wait that's just me. Social advice is probably not my forte, because that's what I do. And then I wonder why I have no friends!

Ah well. I like the quiet.

The last time someone annoyed me that way (a very good friend, actually) I threw a Bitchism at her. All she could complain about was that the car she and her DH were looking to buy didn't have cup holders and OMG, they couldn't buy the car if it didn't have THOSE! So, I looked at her as straight faced as I could and said, "So what you're saying is that your diamond shoes are too tight." She looked at me for a second and then started just laughing like a loon. Now, whenever one of us pulls a first world bitch we use the phrase "cupholder" to pull ourselves out.

I would just not listen. Otherwise it gets into "you have no right to have problems" territory, which is a slippery slope. It would be like a single friend telling you you have no right to complain about Em keeping you up at night, since at least you HAVE a husband and a baby and she doesn't.

You can roll your eyes forever on the inside, though.

You can roll your eyes forever on the inside, though.

My alarm went off this morning and the kittenish crawled on top of me as if to stop me from getting up. She thinks she is a mighty beast. Though I did hit the snooze so her cunning flop on me plan worked.

And then I wonder why I have no friends!

I like you, Oliver! t /silly mid-80s MTV reference nobody gets

That's a toughie, Aimee. Cause I'd be tempted to say, "Hey, you could cut the champagne fountain and flowers and pay for your inspection and clothing and food for people who've lost their homes and jobs! Or you could just find a more sympathetic ear. Either way." Only I wouldn't, of course. I'd just roll my eyes on the inside.

You can roll your eyes forever on the inside, though.

One of these days, they are gonna get stuck there.

I'm gonna so the Sail thing one of these days. "Oooh....your poor feet being squeezed in their diamond shoes."

I like you too!

We should do something at some point in the future.