Said to mom, "Please go away so I can love you again."
I am overpeopled.
Simon ,'Safe'
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Said to mom, "Please go away so I can love you again."
I am overpeopled.
Oh, Cass. I can SO relate. I'm sorry, though.
Thanks, WindSparrow!
We were debating lentils versus lentil soup like it was the serial comma or olives on a muffaletta. Or, you know, like Buffistas. But with less enjoying it.
Clearly, we need a little break.
Oh, honey.
It was all pretty good. The portions were huuuuuuge though. I wasn't sure I was going to make it back to the hotel.
I kept having to take breaks in between bites.
I hope y'all all had great Thanksgivings
Daisy, it sure sounds like you had a great trip!
Cass, I'm sorry things between you and your mom came down to that. Hopefully she is not taking the need for space too personally.
On a totally different note, I need a video-cam, and a rewind button for life, so that I can capture Harvey sitting on my computer watching this [link] which features the same puter.
Hopefully she is not taking the need for space too personally.She's not. We were both laughing but, clearly, neither of us could Just Shut Up about the stupid lentils versus lentil soup. I adore mom but I can't be around anyone constantly. It's a known thing with me. I will even like her again later on.
Back from Tulsa, with two stories from this morning's airport breakfast that I have to share...
I had a grumbly stomach, I'm pretty sure from eating too much greasy food yesterday, so I just wanted something simple and breadlike. The most appealing of my options was a chocolate chip scone, so I got it, but with every bite I thought, "Eat a muffin, Yankee!"
I bought yogurt with fruit for Annabel. What happened next requires a little backstory--when we left Seattle Sunday, I'd bought her a yogurt parfait with granola, which she rejected with much sadness and disgust. So when I brought her this yogurt, she peered carefully at the container, then smiled and said, "Just yogurt! No wood chips!"
Clearly, we need a little break.
Just be clear on whether she's allowed to hook up with another daughter from the copy shop or not or you'll fight about it for the next six seasons.