Oh, Ginger. I shouldn't laugh, but I do.
'Sleeper'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
This probably has something to do with the Kirs alsoNifty ad, Trudy!
Allyson, gah! I just have to rent a car when I go back now. Technically because I am torn in so many directions when I visit but also because I need some damned time alone. I am really sorry that your nephew is picking things up too. That's terrible to see.
At my mother's, I spend a lot of time in the bathroom. It's the only place they'll leave me alone.
I'm pretty sure I flossed my teeth when I spent the long weekend in a hotel room with my grandmother. And I don't floss that often.
I'm pretty sure I flossed my teeth when I spent the long weekend in a hotel room with my grandmother. And I don't floss that often.
Does your dentist ever tell you to spend more time with your grandmother?
Ha! If only my dentist knew! Seriously, I don't think I'll spend another night in a bed with my grandmother.
I don't think I'll spend another night in a bed with my grandmother.
That would be a difficult thing, indeed. My granny snores and talks in her sleep. I was at her house for a couple days this past summer and I could hear her through walls and closed doors. Even with earplugs in it was torture.
All the family was closing in a bit so I rented a car and drove from Macon to Atlanta. I think my parents wanted to escape with me.
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I'm in Atlanta.
Yeah, when there was occasion to hotel it, I started insisting on paying for my own room. (I think I shared a room with my mom once. I don't think I'd survive even a suite with my dad. He's a bull in a china, bell, buzzer and drum shop. If I did share a room with them, I've blanked it out.)
If there's a next time, I'd pay for my own room. Although this place was really nice and therefore quite expensive. I'd seriously consider it, at the very least!
Family can be torture, and caller ID may, in fact, have saved me from going insane.