Yeah, she goes on to mention that if the marriage fails and you end up being a single mother, at least someone's on the hook for alimony and taking the kid off your hands from time to time. What a warm and loving woman she is.
Take note, if you get Nutty in a Secret Santa drawing.
Tonight's dinner will be popcorn again, and I'm obsessing over the idea of getting melted cream cheese over the whole thing. Fixated, I tell you. I cannot imagine how I went this long without a popper. And, really, even though I want cream cheese over everything, they're still plenty delicious naked.
suggests you consider marrying someone who is the person you most want to spend time with but the thought of embracing 'sends a cold shudder down your spine' (this just makes no sense - how can you be literally disgusted by someone you really like?)
Embracing? Well, I hug pretty much all my friends. So no, no chill spine. But usually if someone is a good friend, the thought of sleeping with them probably does send a chill down my spine. Ew. Like sleeping with my sister or something. Just wrong.
ita, we need a stompy for thread creation.
Damn you, ita -- I still haven't bought kernels for popping!
In a related note, I'm bereft that the Baby Loves Disco event is already sold out for this month. No clubhopping for us.
Have you been? I went to one up here and was ... unimpressed? Particularly because J is mobile and the layout was awful. Two adults to wrangle one pretty well-behaved child and we only managed about ten minutes before we left.
Okay, I hit the link to read that article and then continued to read Natter. So so glad I did. I think the snippets I got from y'all is quite enough, thank you.
Why, in all earnestness, do some people prefer being married to someone they don't love rather than being single? I really really don't get it. Are people that afraid of themselves/hate themselves so much that they can spend time alone? If that's the case, I feel very sorry for them.
I'm single, but I'm not unhappy about that. Would I like to find a great guy? Most days (honestly some days I'm not sure. I like my independence too much), but I'm not pining over what I don't have simply because I like what I do have too much. Frankly, I'm pretty good company.
Dear FedEx,
I hate you.
What? Where are your damn shoes?
The FedEx driver is refusing to deliver them to my building without someone present to accept delivery, for "security reasons."
I am writing a note. If he doesn't deliver them tomorrow, they go to Skokie, and from Skokie, back to Zappos. Because it's not like I can get out to fucking Skokie easily, Jesus Christ.
Right now I would marry someone if it meant they'd be around to take care of me when I really needed it (with the understanding I'd do that for them in a heartbeat when able) and a host of other things...that pretty much mean that we'd have to be in a whole damned lot of like with each other and it wouldn't be settling in the end.
What is the problem with going home to an empty house? How can that be fixed with a legally binding contract? That's what it boils down to.
My god, all I can think of is popcorn!
Best Buy, Circuit City, etc, say that they charge a restocking fee unless prohibited by law. Where are they prohibited by law?
