So, we're screwing in the corner?
Like we weren't aren't hearing the Cartman of South Park voice...
Go K-Bug!
Still going through more paperwork. Quandry: what does one do with one's exspouse's first divorce papers? I mean, there is the always in fashion Just Ask question but we've not talked in about a week so it seems a strange icebreaker. Am I overthinking this?
Woot! for Softball Girl!
As opposed to SPP in the corner. No soft balls there.
Steph, I hope you are on the mend. Yay for the boy, and good on you for allowing him to help you, even though it was hard for you. That's big.
Toddson, yummy stockings. Got hot in here.
vw, strength to you. It all sounds so tiring. At the risk of making you uncomfortable, I have to tell you: I admire your tenacity. You are prominent among the people who have been an inspiration to me in the past several months. One of the things that has kept me going in dark times is taking refuge at The Phoenix Board with people who are fighting the good fight everday.
And before I start quoting from the dreaded
Amends
, I'm going to end this post
Hugs to Bitches.
GO SOFTBAL GIRL!!!!
Like we weren't aren't hearing the Cartman of South Park voice...
t la la la la Ican'thearyou
Stick the divorce papers in an envelope and send them to the boy, silly.
Aw, feel better Tep! Points to the boy for coming over and rubbing your feet, but minus a few for not listening to you when you said you didn't want him to.
Stick the divorce papers in an envelope and send them to the boy, silly.
Oh sure... Send me to the Dread Post Office. My mental breakdown will be on your head.
Are there no stamps and mail boxes in your world?
Sure there are. However divorce paperwork is really heavy and cumbersome and needs specialty postage. I don't know how to guess what that will be. Thus? Dread Post Office Roberts.
hell, just stick on a bunch of stamps. bunches.
Eh. I will ask him if he even wants them next time we talk. He's declined some other massive paperwork so I might just end up shredding it.
Nephlet is coming down to spend the night after my Day of Memorials. So is my mom. Between the paper overload and the people overload, days of driving are looking peaceful. So long as the cats don't howl the whole way.
I have dinner and a glass of wine. I might pass out from the joy.
Neph nuggling doesn't count as people!
I should write him his own verse.
Wait, what does he call your Mom?