Dang, Raq. What would happen if you told your sister "No, we don't have the space" or "No, we weren't planning on staying overnight?"
Angel: He is dead. Technically, he's undead. It's a zombie. Connor: What's a zombie? Angel: It's an undead thing. Connor: Like you? Angel: No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh. Connor: Like you. Angel: No! It's different. Trust me.
'Destiny'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
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Anne W. - Sep 06, 2007 2:08:26 am PDT #4348 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
vw bug - Sep 06, 2007 2:30:35 am PDT #4349 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Raq, that doesn't sound like fun or good or any of that. I'm making a face. I wish you could see the face. It expresses my distaste towards your sister much better than words.
Volans - Sep 06, 2007 2:42:47 am PDT #4350 of 10001
move out and draw fire
I think I can imagine the face.
I already responded with "Would love to see you guys, but I'm not sure we'll all fit" and was informed that their tickets are non-refundable.
This is why I like living overseas.
Plus, the daughter is the one with the psycho ex, so hey, he could show up and threaten to kill people. Or maybe this is a plot to have her move in with us, rather than freeloading off her folks.
Jars - Sep 06, 2007 3:01:42 am PDT #4351 of 10001
Can you set up tents in the yard and tell them they're camping? And then forget o give them keys to the main house? They can make smores! It'll be an adventure!
brenda m - Sep 06, 2007 3:04:32 am PDT #4352 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
Oh, good god, Raq. Escape~ma to you.
No free wi-fi at O'Hare, suzi.
vw bug - Sep 06, 2007 3:11:01 am PDT #4353 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, dear. Just, oh, dear.
Anne W. - Sep 06, 2007 3:11:26 am PDT #4354 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
I already responded with "Would love to see you guys, but I'm not sure we'll all fit" and was informed that their tickets are non-refundable.
I would be so tempted to say something like, "And this is my problem, why, exactly?" How much trouble would you get in with the rest of the family if you sent them a list of nearby motels?
sj - Sep 06, 2007 3:17:57 am PDT #4355 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I already responded with "Would love to see you guys, but I'm not sure we'll all fit" and was informed that their tickets are non-refundable.
Can you reply to this with a list of local hotels?
Aims - Sep 06, 2007 3:39:54 am PDT #4356 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I am exhausted. I painted the dining room and living room last night.
Also, when we got home, there was an errant piece of remaining dinosaur on the dining room. Naturally, Em zeroed in on it and started yelling at Joe again. "Look! My dinosuar! You broke my dinosaur!"
She was immediately placed on our bed to watch a movie.
But not before she found the small amount of primer left in a bucket a painted a "monster face" on my newly painted kitchen wall.
Toddson - Sep 06, 2007 3:56:18 am PDT #4357 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Raq, perhaps your entire family should arrange to be, um, called out of town when your sister et al. plan to arrive? Maybe an emergency visit to ... someplace far, far, away? Possibly you should be under quarantine, with no visitors allowed? Suddenly descending on you, without even checking, is unreasonable. bah!
Aimee, good luck with your tiny overlord (overlady?) - she will probably never let MM forget about breaking her dinosaur. And I thought of you yesterday - I was walking up the street and I saw two of the men in gaucho pants from the local Fogo de Chao (Argentine place for carnivores).
And, in other news, a snack attack with a difference.