P-C, good luck with #5. The whole situation does sound like Clash of the Cultures. But hey, thinking back to the lack-o-buttered-hotcakes moping in here, at least your kin is helping you get hitched! Mine just nags "how's the lovelife, got a girl yet". Now c'mon family... doncha think if I had me a love of my life, I'd be shouting from the rooftops?
I mean, yeah, sure, it would also be nice to have a love life. Or, you know, any savings, or a pension plan. Those are also good things to have. But I appreciate the hell out of what I've got - even if my, ah, hotcakes-of-love remain unbuttered.
Fay, I love your optimism. Your look at the sunnyside of the street attitude. You do make it harder and harder to contain my swoon. Weren't you going to move to LA? Didn't we tell you how desperate they are for teachers here? ;¬)
As for me. I pushed away the gronks by turning off ALL my alarms and slept in till 2pm!! Granted I climbed into bed at 4am. And just as I was prepared to have a day of sitting around loafing doing abso-smurfly-nothing, while in the middle of posting this very message, KT & ND call me and invite me up in an early-b-day-lets-hang-out day! Woot. OK, must shower now so not stinky for visit.
I'm making breakfast for dinner, out of a lack of energy to cook much of anything else. Scrambled tofu and toast. Crumbling up the tofu is fun.
Well, you'll be hanging out with KT, I'll be up at Universal listening to the screaming and the crying.
You'll hear it all the way over there?
o no! Not the both of you? Dang. Was hoping you finally got a day of rest too.
Nope, I'm up at Universal tonight. I need to make sure that things run smoothly the first few nights of the event and then I can start to cut back a bit.
Good luck with the potential future wife, P-C.
Hmm. I think I've figured out the perfect spice proportions for scrambled tofu. Yum. (Though maybe a tiny bit more turmeric and a tiny bit less cumin? And possibly rosemary instead of thyme?)
I hope P-C realizes that if he does marry this woman we'll always refer to her as "#5."
Good luck!
I have a burning question for y'all. In the Gordon Lightfoot song "Sundown", is Sundown the woman the rest of the song is about? Or is it someone else the singer is directing his jealousy against, over the woman? Or am I totally missing the point of the song and it is a metaphor for something else entirely?
I hope P-C realizes that if he does marry this woman we'll always refer to her as "#5."
Heee. Well, good, now we have a nickname for her in case it goes well and we choose to meet up again.
