Lilah ,'Conviction (1)'
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.
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(1) once again my outfit has no pockets, but I am adding a belt for my phone holster. I think it's ok.
(2) probably the rabbit who just pushed their auxiliary food dish down two ramps should be named Lucy. Too bad I still can't really tell which is which.
I am envious of people who have blood family they love and who love them back.
I have boatloads of problems, but at least my family has rarely been the emotional cause of them.
No pocket design is just wrong! I hate when I have already picked up the dog leash to go on a walk and discover no pockets for doggie bags. Tucked in the wasteband is just not the same.
Connie, it really breaks my heart when I see so many people without the family support and love. I didn't understand the importance until I moved near them at about 30. It is a comfort I wish we all could depend on.
Tuck them in the dog's collar. But yes, the no pockets thing drives me bonkers.
Timelies all!
I'm sorry msbelle.
{{Laura}}
Tuck them in the dog's collar.
Duh! I never thought of that. Wonder if they would stay. The rattle would certainly remind her of the objective. When she hears me get out the bags she comes running because she knows what it means. Woo! Walk!
I used to tie them loosely around the leash handle so I'd have a couple ready to go.
Much love for you and your mom, Laura.
I'm glad your mom will have a chance to go back home again, Laura.
Thanks for all the support everyone. I have regained a bit of perspective. They would never have left to before because my mom's mom was still alive. My parents really are very nice people and will help whenever I ask, I just wish there had been a bit more structured support when I moved.
Fact is, Mac can stay by himself now and I just need to make plans and go out.
The other thing is my mom has her own piles and piles of resentment. She was the child called home from college to care for her father after a stroke. She had my brother as an infant to deal with when dad was in Vietnam. She drove 3 hours round trip many many weekends of my elementary and jr high years to help out with her father. And then traveled he same 3 hours almost every other weekend for more years to check on her mother. She never got baby grandchildren she had always thought she would have and now is the first time in probably 50 years where she hasn't been at least partial caregiver to someone.