Granted, I can't ground him or take away privileges, but ... you know.
Even if you could...there's the whining and complaining until you wonder who is really being punished.
Finally watching Agent Carter and Peggy looked so familiar but I just couldn't place her. Bless the internet for reminding me of her ep of Black Mirror.
a compulsive truth teller is what that was.
Truth.
So, my dad's mom died two weekends ago (no sympathy please, she was 94 and I'd severed my relationship with her years ago without regret) and they held the mass this past weekend. Apparently, my parents had to deal with the usual joy of inheritance bullshit
at the mass.
I actually had a post-anxiety dream about it, talk about my subconscious borrowing trouble.
Timelies! Just checking in.
I was the pickiest of eaters, especially about onions, still am about onions, but my point is, Basic Training cured me of the pickiness. Mandatory eat what they give you and in a hurry!
Still don't like onions.
Sarameg- excellent thoughtful neighbors! So sweet and kind.
Right, food stuffs... fairly picky as a child and as an adult. I definitely don't do spicy, if I can help it. Never liked onions and DH is mildly allergic to them so that makes shared meals simpler.
He's bought the three of us ( and his best friend ) matching fancy hooded fleeces for when we sit out in the deck or porch drinking wine n cool weather.
That's so great!
A random stranger at work stopped to tell me I have pretty hair. I suspect a lurker, right?
SO GREAT!
8 years he has lived with me, you think he would learn.
Less great....
I feel like I have to watch SotU, but don't actually feel like it. Eh.
Apparently, my parents had to deal with the usual joy of inheritance bullshit at the mass.
Oh holy scheisse.
sarameg, I'm jellis of your lovely 'hood.
State of the Motherf*cking Union address, coming up! I have a drink and a snack and my outrage safety goggles, I'm set.
B's 50th is the second week in Feb. If I'm here for the party, I'm pretty sure I won't make it to work the next day. Hell, I might not make it home, and it's only 2 doors down.
I never watch the SotU which I half the time read as the STFU, which really....
'Hood hoodies! I love your neighbors, sarameg.
ETA: I am msbelle tonight. Nice.
Also - dinner was a bar of orange hibiscus chocolate and I think I'm going to have a mug of raspberry flavored hot cocoa for dessert. SO ADULT