'Dirty Girls'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hmm. Maybe he just thinks you'd want to be with your parents for the day. You already have a T-Day to go to, after all. As to staying there without being there for The Day, Older Bro has the holy grail, grandchildren, and providing access to them excuses many many things for a lot of parents IME.
In my family, we have the OPPOSITE problem--my mom wishes my brother would stay with her and not at a hotel even when he is in town on a business trip.
Sidra, echoing Scrappy. And your oldest brother is a tool; it's frustrating that your parents don't see it, but parents are notorious for blind spots regarding their kids.
And I have the feeling all those "friends" and extended social circle might not be people who are the nicest people.
You know, like US.
Chocolate marscapone cake in the oven. I think that I will make the pie crust tonight, so that I don't have to wait for it to rest tomorrow.
I wish that my mother would call to tell me what time dinner is tomorrow. I need to plan.
Can I put chuck steaks in a slow oven for a couple of hours, slathered in barbecue sauce? or would that just be wrong?
I know part of it is me - if I didn't get bugged so much by things.
Spidra, honey, I really don't think you're being oversensitive. I think they're being assholes.
Spidra, honey, I really don't think you're being oversensitive. I think they're being assholes.
I agree. Yet another reason we need Buffista Island. I strongly suspect that the crappiest thing about holidays there, would be cooking accidents. Which, if covered by enough booze, would be great sources of amusement, and therefore non-crappy. We would all have each other. There would be laughter (the good kind), music, genuine merriment, much actual giving of thanks.
Thanks, guys. *hug*
There would also be plenty of quiet spots for people to get out of crowds - gardens, book-lined nooks, comfy sofas with napping pets. And no one would ever be guilted for making use of one.
Spidra, did I misunderstand? I thought you were joining our urban family (no family drama guaranteed) Thanksgiving tomorrow.
I could invite my family. Then we would have some family drama.