another unfortunate incident of Shir vs. phrasal verbs

I did not know there was (were) such a thing as phrasal verbs until I went and looked it up after your post. Thank you for bettering my English knowledge.

Now I have to doublecheck your post to see if I can identify what you fixed.

::dons deerstalker::

Sometimes I think it's "Maury" or "Springer" for cats, Calli. Jackson is an interesting guy, though.

He seems to be. I wonder if he actually plays guitar, or if he just salvaged a case for his work.

I read his book, "Cat Daddy", and from that, I think his original career path was as an actor and musician. Love the guitar case for cat toys, though.

Because this was heavily liked on facebook (by my standards) I thought I'd share this with the Buffistas:

According to my 91 year old Mom, Oxygen movies come in three flavors : "strong independent women who needs rescue by Prince Charming", "kidjep" (kid in jeopardy), and "What These People Need is a Honky".

It makes me feel a little ridiculous about how stressed I got.

You were stressed because you didn't know how much (And did they not know? How good is that management?) not because of the amount you were going to get.

I've actually been kind of weepy intermittently today. It's like when I get stressed about something, once the situation is over/resolved, I still have to do an emotional core dump. It's frustrating.

I also applied for unemployment today. That's changed dramatically in 18 years.

I also applied for unemployment today. That's changed dramatically in 18 years

Lady of leisure lifestyle begins!

(Don't we wish...)

Edited: another unfortunate incident of Shir vs. phrasal verbs.

Phrasel wha? remember where you were trying to teach me Hebrew? Maybe I need you to teach me English too. If I ever turn zombie, can you come visit me, cuz I know your brains will be nice and yummy!

IOmeN, helped mom with Social Security Admin today. Took all morning, and half the afternoon. I was going to go into work when it was done. But when I dropped mom back at home, Friday Get away traffic was already started (at 2pm!!!) and it just didn't feel worth going in for it. I called boss, and he said, "burn some of your comp time, have a 3 day weekend". OK. So now I'm home. Yesterday, my back was killing me. Did a bunch of stretches and exercises last night. So today, back is just a dull throb. So. Today. Lounging. Tomorrow, I'll do more of the stretches and exercises again. And looking forward to some relax/decompress time this weekend. Catch up on Tivo and play some Skyrim.

Teppy, not sure I posted this earlier, but so happy to hear the severance package was generous. You certainly earned it.

Now I have to doublecheck your post to see if I can identify what you fixed.

I did the same thing. I'm guessing "watch out for."

I've actually been kind of weepy intermittently today. It's like when I get stressed about something, once the situation is over/resolved, I still have to do an emotional core dump. It's frustrating.

It is frustrating but you aren't the only one with that reaction.

Shir, places and people are complicated. Probably no place more than yours. I always am impressed with how you explain beyond just your own perspective.

I'm sure most of you have seen the many requests for prayers and scripture quotes from me on FB recently and possibly you've wondered what's going on. A couple of you know some details. Well,guys ... I just don't even know. It's been a rough month in the Miracleborn household. Due to circumstances beyond our control, and in a nutshell, the house we have been living in, fixing up, and have been trying to buy has been sold. We have no money, no resources, and after October 1, nowhere to live. We just found out today (Happy Anniversary to us)and are trying to take a hot second to process before we start trying to move forward. Forward is a hard direction. We've worked our asses off on this house and Joe even built me a fire pit and now we have to move. Again. We have no money to move, shitty credit, and Joe is an independent contractor so not a lot for proving income. We haven't been able to bring ourselves to tell Emeline. We just don't want to break her heart again. She loves the neighborhood and the neighbor kids. She's had 5 moves in 6 years and that doesn't lend itself to alleviating the feelings of Worst Parents in the World.

To pile it on, we are supposed to go on our first family camping trip on Sunday. Our first real family vacation, really. One we've been planning since September. Part of me says that, in the interest of fiscal responsibility, we shouldn't go. We can get most of the money back from our campsite reservation. The other part of me says we should go for the mental health of our family. A small part of me says we should stick close to "home" right now since we - mostly Emeline - have been away for the majority of the past 3 weeks. All I wanted today was to hang with Joe, celebrate our marriage, and just rest. And now, we're both so freaked out but trying not to show it for Em's sake.

My mind is so full right now.

I just don't even know.