Raining out. Took dog for short walk. Brought toy to lobby so we could play fetch with doorman who loves her. She had no interest in playing.
NOW she wants to play.
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Raining out. Took dog for short walk. Brought toy to lobby so we could play fetch with doorman who loves her. She had no interest in playing.
NOW she wants to play.
Cass, do we need to stage a intervention?It's not like that with Futon and me. We're good together, I swear.
Ok, yes, the futon whispered sweet nothings in my ear and I slept like a babe... but it never bruised me. You two seem to have an abusive relationship.
Numbers is finally over and now I can go to bed with the knowledge of how it ends. I truly feel like I've been waiting to crawl into bed since I got home from work.
Ah, bed.
Mmmm, sleep.
To sum up - I'm old.
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We're good together, I swear.
That's just sad, love.
Surgery -ma and recovery -ma to your DH, Bev. And coping with it all -ma to you and StY.
Cass, I just... sigh. I dunno, man.
I truly feel like I've been waiting to crawl into bed since I got home from work. Ah, bed. Mmmm, sleep.
To sum up - I'm old.Nicole, I've been doing the exact same thing. Me=pathetic.
Cass, it's all about power. The futon wants to dominate you, but you don't have to be sofa-submissive!
Cass, the futon needs to understand that when you take off the collar the game stops.
Hey, meara! Paging meara!
What are you doing for High Turkey Day? E me if you haven't got plans.
Both knees??!!? Yikes. Ow. Can bed pan implements be used to reduce the pain of getting up to go? I realize pride factors in. But it could reduce pain and strained backs on everyone else. Either way, knee~ma your DH way.
So tonight I didn't bite & counter argue with the rest of the family. I just scanned the Internet while listening and rolling my eyes. And, it seems my blood pressure was for the better. Tomorrow is the big party. We'll see how that goes. I think mostly I'll be trying to help my sister keep things flowing with food and drinks and stuff, so BIL can be social and tell war stories and why not.
Cass, you deserve much better than an abusive futon. You deserve a comfy couch that treats you right.
Sleep well, Nicole.
TCG and I went out for a yummy dinner with Mom and Stepdad to celebrate Mom's birthday tonight. I had paella. It was so good. On the menu it said it was a shellfish paella, but I was still pleasantly surprised to find half of a lobster tail on my plate when it arrived. The lobster's gone, but there is still plenty of paella left for dinner tomorrow.
Knee~ma to the DH
and go you with the not arguing, Omnis.