I'm talking about the 2-ton guilt bombs about how they never see you and such.
And we STILL get them from Joe's mom. And she lives LESS THAN A MILE away. But never makes any damned effort to see Em AT ALL. My parents take Em for days at a time.
But my siblings? Rarely, if ever, do they come down just to see us. We were in the last house for 2 years. My sister came once. Granted, my brother was living in MSP until a year ago, but a couple of weeks ago was the first time we've seen them since July. I just don't understand the point.
I don't expect them to come to every damn thing. I really don't. But big stuff? Yeah, I fucking do.
my grandma does that too. I really thought we'd visit a lot when she came back to town, but not like I expected.
I wish I could have seen Em in The Nutcracker. Some people do not appreciate what they have. Also, they suck.
She was a TOTAL STAR! She was Raggedy Anne. Her and Andy open the toy scene. The curtain goes up, Anne and Andy are sleeping back to back, downstage, in front of all the other toys. Andy wakes up, stretches and yawns and wakes up Anne (Em). She gets up, stretches and yawns. They both bend toward the audience and put their finger to their lips to shush the audience. Then they skip in a circle. They come back to the audience and Andy bows, Anne curtsies. (Audience applause) Then, they jump up and down and wake up the toys. The toys wake up, they all play on the stage for a bit, Clara tiptoes in and walks among them, amazed that the toys are alive, and then the mouse soldiers come on and they scatter away, scared.
Aww. That sounds adorable, Aims.
This is the second time since we moved here that someone has rung our doorbell late at night then run away. Is this what suburban teenagers do for fun these days?
I want to go see Em in the Nutcracker, that sounds lovely.
Next time I decide to get takeaway thai noodles for lunch while working a super hectic weekend shift in a city that seems to be exploding with poor life choices, I shouldn't. Been holding down vomit for 6 hours now and it still feels like my stomach is chock full of evil. And it was so tasty. But i feel awful and am considering skipping working out tonight...which makes me sad because i really do enjoy a nice cardio/sweat after a long shift....but i also don't wanna hurl all over the elliptical. that would be rather rude, i suppose.
Also, people (not people here, but people in my city) need to CALM DOWN and NOT SHOOT OFF FIREWORKS. Everyone is jittery and on edge and seeing people with assault rifles where there are only slightly sketchy tweakers.
I, too, would love to see Em in the Nutcracker.
Okay, headache has faded and I feel a lot less numb. I guess my body and brain conspired to be like YOU MUST CHILL; I've been pretty non-stop go go go for the whole last week.
D just brought me a chicken sandwich and fries. I kinda like this guy.
I like him to . He wants to understand you
