Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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Crap, VW. This woman SO needs thwacking with a clue-by-four.
...meanwhile, the universe has sent me cake, when I only asked for milkshake. 'Molten chocolate shake' did not arrive. 'Molten chocolate cake' did.
And there I was virtuously not ordering cake.
Oh well...
Still wishing her on my brother. I'm about ready to start shrieking "GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT" at him. Mom says he's lonely and doesn't want to talk to him about it, but it's becoming an Issue for me.
So, as this past weekend was my birthday weekend, The Boy did make every effort to fete me properly.
He came to a family shindig with me on Saturday -- everyone loved him, and he had a really good time.
Yesterday, he baked me a carrot cake (which is my favorite). Perhaps I should clarify. He baked me a 2-layer carrot cake FROM SCRATCH. Including the frosting.
Oh! And the birthday card he gave me? He signed "With love, of course."
!!!!!!!!!
But we're not dating.
???????
Maybe he just thinks the word date is lame.
Maybe he just thinks the word date is lame.
I have NO clue any more. Zero. I am clue-free.
So I'm just going with it.
Because, given that mom's boyfriend is forty-seven, boyfriend feels dumb to say, so I might just say "the man she dates" but I'm not trying to say anything about their relationship.
So I'm just going with it.
Seems like a good plan.
Also, carrot cake from scratch? Nice.
Yesterday, he baked me a carrot cake (which is my favorite). Perhaps I should clarify. He baked me a 2-layer carrot cake FROM SCRATCH. Including the frosting.
Mmm. That's a good boy you have there.
{{{Fay}}} Best of luck getting the cat into the carrier.
I have nothing to say today. I couldn't even think of much to write in my journal this morning. I am so boring.
THE CHECK CAME!
It is written out to BOTH me and my dad. Somehow before 2:30, I have to get it signed by dad, in the account, and out to JP to sign my apartment documents.
Could this day get any more stressful?
I honestly cannot imagine making carrot cake from scratch. That's a lot of grating. Going withit aeems like the way to go.
Good luck wit the cat, Fay. I'm glad to hear that Daniel was back being friendly so soon after the big scary noise event - Jadzia ahs stayed mad at me for as long as a month after being stuffed into a carrier and taken to the vet. It sounds lile any advice I might give has already been given.