Yeah, I think that amount of contact is odd. I know it's not uncommon, but it's just not my way. With my parents, I've generally stuck with the rules we set when I left for college -- talk on the phone Sunday at 7pm, and that's it.
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Up too early, waahh. Have been killing time, don't appreciate it.
Me too. Woke up at 4:00. Hate that.
Sad about Teddy Pendergrass. My mom is a huge fan.
My parents and I don't have rules about it. But I called my mom the day before her birthday to let her know we got a box she had sent. I told her that I'd call back the next day, on her birthday and she said, "Don't bother just tell me happy birthday today." But then I pointed out that Noah wanted to sing for her on Skype and she wanted that. She likes talking to Noah more than me.
Sunday night is my usual talk to the parents deal. Carried over from when Sunday night was call the grandparents. But I'll call them if something else is up. Buying the house, well, for that I ended up talking pretty much daily.
Got here so damned early,and the thing is? I have a 4 pm meeting that WILL run long, so it's gonna be a long day. And that was after lying on the bed, giving the cats attention until even they got bored procrastinating.
I talk to my parents every weekend, email during the week. My DH used to talk to his mother every day, and it used to drive me nuts because they didn't have enough new to talk about. After you'd told her some story about your day she'd say, "What else?" when there was nothing else.
Baby woke up at 4:44 a.m. today, didn't go back down, I have 4 classes to teach (2 mine and 2 for someone whose mother passed away suddenly) and I'll be here until almost 9 p.m. doing that.
I kinda speak to my parents every week, email ad hoc. Speak to my sister more rarely, email and text more often.
Where has my morning appetite gone? I'm not hungry enough for breakfast at home most mornings, and that means buying a muffin at the last minute.
I speak with my mom 2 or 3 times a week, sometimes every day. It is less now that I don't have TV, because I used to call and we would watch Jeopardy together on the phone.
I don't consider us close, but maybe I should re-think that...
Dillo's dentistry went fine. He clammed up about drinking the sedative and I had to force him to take it with a syringe, but for them he was an angel and they got a LOT of work done (all of it) in one go. Now he's watching TV and poking his upper lip. He's not nearly as dopey as that kid on Youtube.
The first sentence of the third paragraph made me laugh:
After finally cracking it open, I must say that my favorite part of Playboy is still the articles. I got the regular version, not diet of course, and it's got an orange...ish taste to it. In fact, it's the first energy drink I've noticed needs to "breathe." Upon first opening it, it had a taste not unlike...well, you know if you've ever imbibed just the fizziest part of an orange fizzy drink? It was like that. Then it mellows out and eventually tastes like...an orange version of every other energy drink.