'Objects In Space'
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.
Just got a document draft back from someone who I've had to harrass for two weeks with the following note:
I need to radically rewrite the overview I wrote, which is a stream of consciousness diatribe I can only call Clinton-esque in its unnecessary length and self serving tone.
Frankly, I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I do know I don't want to open the document.
actual stock certificates
Hubby saw a scrapbooking show where the perky hostess burbled about the pretty sheets of paper she found in her husband's file cabinet with the gorgeous engraving and fancy borders, and how lovely they were when she cut out the centers and used the borders on her pages.
She didn't understand why he was so angry with her, if they were important and worth so much, why were they on paper? Especially where she could get to them?
The next piece of paper she owuld have seen would have been a divorce decree.
I need to radically rewrite the overview I wrote, which is a stream of consciousness diatribe I can only call Clinton-esque in its unnecessary length and self serving tone.
I vote laugh! Because COME ON.
Can't you and your brother stage a coup to take control away from her?
If you know my sister, this is pretty funny.
Sadly, my Dad chose her as executrix. It was mostly because as the oldest, and the one married with kids, she was by default the more "responsible" one (in his mind). And she did get an MBA from Virgina and a PhD in business from BU. I worked in investment consulting a bit longer than her, but, whatever.
It's just she is 1) mentally unstable, and 2) rich. The trust is a bit like play money to her. Plus, she has this thing about my stepmother that makes her think it's a good thing when the trust doesn't do well because it pays out less to my stepmother (see also #1).
So this week? Is made of fail.
Except for your brother, right?
My grandfather worked in a die factory and apparently got stocks as part of employment that he probably forgot about after one of his strokes, if not long before (no one knew about them.) They were in a safe deposit box we did know about. Anyway, given the factory had long since gone away, we figured they weren't worth much. We were surprised to learn that they were worth nearly $20K. The factory had been bought out by one of the manufacturing giants and the buyouts or whatever were still good.
Except for your brother, right?
That was LAST week. I should have stayed in Alabama!
(and it still is great news.)
I'm so happy to hear about your brother's defense and your great trip, sara.
I can't complain about this week except I had another sleepless night last night--and unlike most of the other sleepless ones I was actually trying to sleep--tossing and turning in every possible sleeping spot in my apartment. Didn't get to sleep until about 7am?
Junk Foods That I Think Have Crack In Them: Jack in the Box Taco's
ION: Today my brother sent 27 new photos of my niece, Amelia! Adorable baby picspam has killed me ded. Will post link to share the love and squee worthy baby-ness. (Today's is his 30th birthday and it feels like he sent ME the gift!)