Did I mention that my parents have finally sold their house and farm? The closing is (I think) on the 31st.
Which means I have to go up there and fetch my Lincoln. So I might go up this weekend to check things out, and then maybe drive it here the following weekend....
Oh dear. Apparently my proxy godmotherhood is causing heated debate between friend and her pastor (priest? Crap. I don't know this stuff. Good thing I'm the
proxy)
regarding eligibility criteria.
I have a feeling she may need to find a new proxy. Which...well, that'd be too bad for me, but I was asked and that's all that counts.
We had PB&J for lunch which was okish.
Wow. Suddenly PB&J with a big glass of milk sounds like the best thing EVER.
t /extremely suggestible
There were issues surrounding my godmotherhood-not so much with the preacherman, but with our friends-because of my athiesim.
F,C or M: jam, jelly, marmalade.
F-jelly
C-marmalade
M-jam
F,C or M: jam, jelly, marmalade.
Wow, how bored are you?
FTR:
F-marmalade
C-jelly
M-jam
F-jam, C-marmalade, M-jelly.
F- Marmalade, because it is yummy and kinda forbidden and tart
C-jelly-- because it is too smooth and slick
M- Jam, because it is sweet yummy goodness
Weekend: Well, the painter's coming at EIGHT AM tomorrow, so I foresee a lot of sulking in my weekend.