I have Edwardian Farm on DVD! I'm watching it as I clean the living room! I've just ordered pizza and am looking forward to eating it in a cleaner living room as I watch.

(which David might not believe, since he moved our luggage from the rental apartment to his place our last day)

Well, I appreciate that your husband has special wardrobe needs on his honeymoon.

but most people can still tell when I'm flinching away from one.

I've gotten both the JesseFlinch and the JesseHug, though mostly I remember the look of absolute New Yorker Alarm when I ran up to you on the street as we converged on our way to msbelle's.

Stranger running at me on the street!!

So, OK, not actually a stranger, but STILL.

The other week, I ran into a friend and his daughter outside the supermarket, and it was hilarious watching him try not to look at the stranger approaching them inappropriately until he finally had to see it was me.

Stranger running at me on the street!!

It was a total breach of NYC etiquette. Lucky I didn't get pepper sprayed.

Anne, I'm glad your mom has you.

I'm way too excited that my resentmentcation means I'll likely be home when my new sidewalk is wet so I can 'personalize' it. Discreetly. You know there's gonna be a cat. I might also be picking up some sparkly sand, just for a wee space. Or maybe a string or two of glass tiles to embed...

I've got a todo list. Will make up a schedule this weekend. I'm hoping to get some projects done, but also boxes out of the house. And added to. I'm doing some culling. I hope.

I am on a family holiday. I met up with them at 5 today and was ready to bail an hour in. It's 6 hours later and I'm only less crazed because I refused the sleeping arrangements my mom set up (me rooming with my two brothers who refused to share a bed, rather than getting the empty bed in my parents room.

My older brother kept hugging and squeezing me and bumping and touching that I had to ditch everyone at the pumpkin blaze. I don't have any memories of him molesting me as a kid but it's always niggled at the back of my mind and he was extra creepy in a sexual way ever since his fiancé dumped him and I've not liked being the only female in the room with him, even if the worst he ever did was rub one out with my best friend while I was in the room when I was 6.

I'm sorry, TMI, but I am so skeeved and can't imagine another 48 hours of this charade. At least when he went back to the car where my purse was locked up I only had six dollars in cash. But I might have my credit cards canceled anyway just in case he decides to do some online shopping.

Julie, listen to your instinct. Bail. I'm sorry, but that's all kinds of alarm bells.

Well, went out for a smoke and I assume it was my dad who threw the interior latch, so now I'm locked out. Sat with my brothers for a bit and tried banging on the door I was sharing with parents. Now sitting in my car wondering if I can live without my luggage until the next time I see my folks (yes). I can drive home in my jammies and slippers. I have my keys and wallet and only had two beers.

I did it. I got back in the room and grabbed all of my bags and I'm leaving. Oh my god.