Which is just true, in so many situations.
A good thing to be able to remember.
They are called commenters. They are on the internet. And no, they're not pretty.
I was not expecting that, and it is perfect.
My taxes are mailed, hooray! The post office was not a madhouse, at all.
I'm so glad I took tomorrow off, even if I am not going to the Seder that I ostensibly took it off for. Another night of Jell-o and obligatory matzo for me.
Oh! But also! I was listening to the StoryCorps podcast, and they said that had a story that was a little too risque for the radio. I think those were his exact words, but it was definitely something like that. It was a 90-year-old woman and her 65-year-old son talking about his fuckbuddy! Using that term! That's more than just a little too much for the radio, don't you think??
That's very good news about the home, Jesse. I'm sorry it feels sudden, and I know how that feels, but it will be for the best.
Colin's girlfriend is a tax accountant.
Am I the only one who went to a Portlandia place with that one?
It is already a two kitty night. Or a shared one human , if I judge things from the perspective of the toe lumps of fur trapping me to my bed. One on my chest with her paw in my face and the other on my pelvis. Bladder is good for a little while longer.
I did mean to say - I'm glad one of the places you like is ready to take him so soon.
Husband, somewhat wistfully: "Maybe it's time for an accountant next year."
Dude, seriously?!!!1!? GET HIM TO AGREE NOW WHILE HE IS WEAK.
I'm sorry it feels sudden, and I know how that feels, but it will be for the best.
Oh yeah, definitely. And even though the hospital is plenty nice, I can't help but hope a nursing home will, say, change his clothes more often....
I can't help but hope a nursing home will, say, change his clothes more often....
Yes, although... that's also why regular family visitors are so important.
My hand is fine-ish. I just pissed the hell out of the ligaments. Nice to know nothing was broken or chipped but that means I just have to wait out the pain. Bleh.
I am heartbroken over watching the stuff my daughter is going through but it is all from choices she has made. Doesn't make it easier to watch but until she opens her eyes there isn't much I can do. Le sigh.