Don't feel bad. These things happen.
I was feeling guilty about even contemplating not going back East to my sister's for Christmas, until she decided "Wouldn't it be fun to have Christmas in VT rather than Boston?" Thereby making it:
1) more complicated to get to, and
2) more expensive (since Montreal is the closest airport)
So I stopped feeling guilty and just blatently asked my BiL to give me miles if they wanted me to come. How much awesomer is my BiL than my sister? He offered to pick me up and drop me off in Montreal so I wouldn't have to rent a car.
Lady friend. I love it, it's so 70s.
Also? Who knew that I had it good with it only being 80 degrees in my house (no we don't have air conditioning). Still I am tempted to price out A/C window boxes.
quester,sometimes you just can't do things. sucks, but that is the case.
Currently I have 3 weather sites open.obsessed much?
Someone tell me it will be okay, please?
quester, if you were skipping a family wedding to do lines of coke off the ass of the hooker you just picked up in Central America, *that* might be a lame reason to miss a family wedding.
But a triple-whammy of respiratory infection, fibromyalgia flare-up, and CFS flare-up is, in fact, a good enough reason to miss whatever you need to. IMO.
Steph says it so much better than I ever could, so I'll just point up.
Steph, you damn funny, woman.
quester, if you were skipping a family wedding to do lines of coke off the ass of the hooker you just picked up in Central America, *that* might be a lame reason to miss a family wedding.
It would, however, at least be a FUN reason to miss a family wedding.
Teppy is wise.
My neighbors upstairs seem to only be here on Fridays and Saturdays. We think they're moving in from across the street, so I don't know why they aren't here more often.
Next year, I swear to GOD. I don't care if I have to sell a kidney. I even lobbied and voted for a later-than-usual F2F this year because I so badly wanted to visit with all the Buffista teachers who can't make the usual May date. And now here it is, F2F weekend, and I'm stuck here like a thing that isn't moving.
JZ is me! Only, you know, svelte and brunette and married and a mom. But otherwise - me! (If it had been just a LEETLE later, though, I'd have been there. Hell yes. But don't break up until 4th July. I think the universe wants me to only attend F2F events on the West Coast, for some perverse reason.)
Funny, I'm having a flashback to F2F SF.
Oh that was
funny.
Didn't you skip online declaring that you were more adorable than a basket of puppies, or something along those lines?
