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Whoo! What do I win?
Also, just wanted to say additionally, I don't think you're a brat for being upset. That's upsetting behavior. It's hard.
'Selfless'
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ding ding ding
Whoo! What do I win?
Also, just wanted to say additionally, I don't think you're a brat for being upset. That's upsetting behavior. It's hard.
Is it possible for you to have Thanksgiving at your place with your mother helping out with some of the food purchases, so that the cost isn't all on you? Maybe a change of venue will make it easier on your mother this year.
I offered to host a couple of weeks ago and she said that she needed the activity of cooking to help distract her from grandma's absence. She declared herself going to her cabin for the entire weekend so she can "deal with this".
Thank you guys so much. Truly. I know I've been Mopey McDownster more often than not the past few months, but thank you guys for hanging with me and not asking me to get banned or MARCIE-ing me.
Oops, look at that. I talked about the MARCIE.
Fuck. Did it again.
Now I have to talk about Fight Club.
Shit.
No wonder no one told me who really shot Kennedy.
Well, at least I am fairly sure that it will bug you more than Em. I have big general memories of thanksgiving- with snapshot memories of specific things that happened. and the reasons that thanksgiving is my favorite holiday is because I have such strong memories of the good stuff. any of the bad stuff is unimportant - just people being people.
No wonder no one told me who really shot Kennedy
I thought Willow was still with that bitch.
Well, at least I am fairly sure that it will bug you more than Em.
You are 100% correct, ma'am. It totally bothers me more.
OTOH, some things to be thankful about:
* No getting up at the ass crack of dawn to shove bread crumbs up dead turkey's butt.
* No worrying about if everyone has enough food.
* No peeling 20 lbs of potatoes.
* No running to grocery store 17 times for 4 things I forgot.
* NO DISHES.
Not a brat.
My mother put the Drama Que in Drama Queen. I come by it honestly. On the phone just now she told me and I said, "Oh. Ok. Fine." We'll go to Joe's dad's house and hang with them and it'll be fine.
Which reminds me. When Sophia mentioned her Drama House thanksgiving, I totally thought she was talking about family at first. Just me?
I offered to host a couple of weeks ago and she said that she needed the activity of cooking to help distract her from grandma's absence. She declared herself going to her cabin for the entire weekend so she can "deal with this".
I can see not wanting to have the same traditional Thanksgiving this year, but not even wanting to spend the holiday with all of you your first year back there is incredibly selfish, imho.
Yeah, I don't even know if my dad's going with her.
And Beth - you are right on. If my Grandmother knew what my mother was doing, Grandma'd pop her in the head.
Now to complain about my life.
Not that there is much to complain about. I went to donate blood again- and this time my hemoglobin was even lower. So I could donate. which is annoying, but not the complaint. The complaint is that I don't know what this means. It is why I feel less than good? do asthma/cold/diabetes effect it? or visa versa. Or am I still high enough to not notice? medical websites are to general. ditto books. It is like books on diabetes - 80 % were so general that they were useless.
I guess I gotta dig more. bah.