Ooh, I know people who teach there! Actually one of my best friends from college used to teach there, but she moved to Oxford a couple of years ago.
I figured that discipline is a small world!
In the end, Cardiff's creative writing minor won me over, though.
I love Cardiff.
((Erin))
You know, the man who doesn't want to see his children on weekends is probably doing the kids a favor.
There's probably some truth to that.
The asshole is a new development in this fellow's character - he was apparently a latent asshole. I'm actually waiting for the announcement that he has a new, intellectually stimulating 19 yr old girlfriend, since that seems like it should come next in this mid-life crisis cliché.
I remember when I was in college I once met the girlfriend of my Dad's law partner who recently divorced and she was younger than I was.
green bean casserole
I like it and it will be at thanksgiving this year like it always is. I'll be making the cheesy potatoes again. Potatoes, sour cream, cream of mushroom soup, option, cheese, and a stick of butter.
Edit: Onion, not options.
I love Cardiff.
When I think of Wales I think of going to the BBC online and being able to look at the news by region. Scotland there's usually a knifing; Ireland there's usually sectarian violence and scandal; Wales there's a tidy new green grocer.
My mother used to make green bean casserole a fair amount when I was a kid. But then, her cooking relied heavily on assorted Campbell's cream soups for "sauces".
I also like green bean casserole.
When I think of Wales I think of going to the BBC online and being able to look at the news by region. Scotland there's usually a knifing; Ireland there's usually sectarian violence and scandal; Wales there's a tidy new green grocer.
I find this hilarious because with the Welshmen I know and the short time I spent in the country, I have NEVER seen ANYONE drink as much as the Welsh. And that includes the night I spent in a bar with an Irishman, a Scot, a New Zealander, two Welshmen and several Brits.
There is usually a box, can, or jar involved in pretty much everything I cook. But since I normally cook directly after getting home from work, and not long before cleaning up and getting the kids to bed, I'm rarely inspired to do anything from scratch.
You know, the man who doesn't want to see his children on weekends is probably doing the kids a favor.
There's probably some truth to that.
I don't think so from the kid's perspective. Even indifferent parenting is better than complete absence because that causes lots of damaging feelings of unworthiness and abandonment.
When I was spending a lot of time in the TT Divorce threads there were a lot of studies out indicating that it was better for kids to be in an intact marriage even if there was fighting and tension between the parents. As long as there wasn't outright abuse, the kids did better. Though a lot of the benefits weren't just emotional, but because they didn't suffer the financial hit that comes with divorce and (usually) winding up with a single mom with less resources.
I love Cardiff.
Lovely place! I had a great four years there. (And I haven't been back in ten years. I should go and see what they did to Cardiff Bay, look for the entrance to Torchwood, etc.)
Scotland there's usually a knifing; Ireland there's usually sectarian violence and scandal; Wales there's a tidy new green grocer.
It's so true.
Well apparently they're very drunk and tidy grocers.
Dear Boss. I love you, but.
a) making me work on Saturday (early in the AM) when I still haven't had a lovely weekend off to fully decompress from the 3 weeks of 90+hours really sucks.
b) having me do this dog & pony show means I will not be available for a teleconference with the creative team on the next show. Unless my lovely Buffistas have figured out temporary cloning.
thnks. bye.
(ugggg)