Except for the bar running out of Jack Daniel's. That was no good.
I think there's a Tennessee law against that.
Tell me about it. I thought the taps ran: hot, cold, Jack. Apparently not.
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Except for the bar running out of Jack Daniel's. That was no good.
I think there's a Tennessee law against that.
Tell me about it. I thought the taps ran: hot, cold, Jack. Apparently not.
If it's there--if--we'd suddenly be completely out of debt, we'd have a substantial college fund for AB and any potential sibling, and we'd have an impressive down payment ready as soon as we decide to buy a house. We wouldn't be rich, but we'd go from struggling to solid financial shape overnight.
Wow. That would be seriously awesome.
Wow, Susan, that would be awesomely incredible. I hope it turns out in your favor because that would really take some of the pressure off of you.
I think there's a Tennessee law against that.
Gotta be something on the books to that effect.
DH is still mourning the end of football season. Gah. He gets bored far too easily.
Wow, Susan, that would be awesomely incredible. I hope it turns out in your favor because that would really take some of the pressure off of you.
Thanks! I'm hoping and praying it all works out, but it just feels so weird and unreal.
it just feels so weird and unreal.
I bet! That's so, I don't know, things-that-happen-in-books. I hope it does come through for you.
That would be super awesome Susan. Fingers crossed (would you have to pay a crapton of taxes on that, or would that be after taxes? Super sweet if after/don't have to!!)
GILF is on her way over...but called a few minutes ago to be all "We're hanging out with (other person I know), is it rude to ask if she can come too?" I was just like "....right. Should've expected. Sure. bring her. WTF"
We're here! Now to find our way to T's.
GILF is on her way over...but called a few minutes ago to be all "We're hanging out with (other person I know), is it rude to ask if she can come too?"
I roll my eyes scornfully in her general direction! Isn't this approximately the nine thousandth time something like this has happened?
She does seem to have trouble with the concept of "date", now that you mention it, JZ.
Oh for the love of...I was thinking last night that the one nice thing about doing it at your house was that she couldn't up and invite a bunch of other people. WTF?