I bet you did great, -t! Chocolate is always a good idea.
'Safe'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
I am so blah today. I think it is partly the weather, but not sure what else. Maybe the emotional letdown from being so happy that yesterday was my last day with nasty boss, but now I have a week and a half more at the job.
How does that work, msbelle? Is nasty boss just not going to be around, or what?
yeah - he is in Europe for 2.5 weeks.
Ah, I get the happy yesterday then. May the next 1.5 weeks fly by!
You deserve some peace, msbelle.
Yesterday we got close to a foot of snow. The roads didn't get too bad yesterday thanks to the heat over the weekend but got icy overnight.
The sun is out today but it is barely over freezing. I turned my heat off over a week ago and I don't want to turn it on again. I have the fireplace and am under a blanket, plus I have socks on (I NEVER wear socks). I'm considering adding another layer.
Oh, the chattiness of men of a certain age. Hubby will talk the ear off perfect strangers,
My entire married life has been,"I too know the love of a laconic man." I learned my own counsel to keep, to find other outlets for my chatty (hello, outlet!), and grew used to a house where quiet contemplation was the norm. All of a sudden, he's gone chatty on me. I don't have enough breathing room to rub two thoughts of my own together to make a spark, and it's rare that I can actually complete a sentence these days without being enthusiastically interrrupted and the conversational thread unwound like Jeffy in The Family Circus fetching a bucket of water. Who are you? And what have you done with my taciturn man?
My entire married life has been,"I too know the love of a laconic man." I learned my own counsel to keep, to find other outlets for my chatty (hello, outlet!), and grew used to a house where quiet contemplation was the norm. All of a sudden, he's gone chatty on me. I don't have enough breathing room to rub two thoughts of my own together to make a spark, and it's rare that I can actually complete a sentence these days without being enthusiastically interrrupted and the conversational thread unwound like Jeffy in The Family Circus fetching a bucket of water. Who are you? And what have you done with my taciturn man?
I don't really have anything to say about the content, but I really love the language in this paragraph, especially your use of metaphor and simile.
Ahahahaha! I would be the scold in 1930 saying "stop using 'contact,' you hippie-dippy weirdos!" BUSTED.
I would have too! ""Contact" is not a verb! Just say "communicate"!"
msbelle, 1.5 weeks will go fast, especially with nasty-boss not around!
Someone make my yowling cat shut up. He wants to go Outside and he cannot.