I'm so annoyed at the emotional labor that women have to do. Our friends are getting married in 3 weeks. Best Man sent Tim a message that literally said "I am organizing [Groom]'s bachelor party." No info on date, time, etc. So Tim's reaction was basically "...okay?"
The bride just messaged me and said "[Best Man] is trying to organize [Groom]'s bachelor party and hasn't heard back from Tim. Can he go?"
Raaaaaaage.
So I had to reply to the bride that Best Man offered up no details, so Tim didn't know he was supposed to commit to something that had no date, time, or details. It's not the bride's job to wrangle the Best Man's failure to plan, AND I am not a secretary for my husband.
Oh HELL no. That is ridiculous.
"Can Timmy come out and play?"
To be clear, I'm not annoyed at Bride. I'm annoyed at Best Man (who is a giant racist misogynistic abusive ass who I avoid like the Black Death whenever possible) for his inability to communicate (and possibly plan), so that the labor had to get shifted to Bride. I mean, he skipped right over having Groom contact Tim and had Bride contact me. Which, now that I think about it, is entirely unsurprising.
Almost 75 minutes of drilling, but that's over and I had my usual dental nap. I go back in a week. Jaw is sore from the abuse, but so far so good. Might even telework a little later.
I hope that was entirely successful, sarameg, and happy belated!
Happy hippocampus day!
I have come to the conclusion that being awake is for chumps.
Happy birthday, sarameg and hippocampus! Sarameg, I hope you recover smoothly from your root canal and I'm glad it wasn't too bad -- I really hate them, and I have had 2. (Must go floss.)
I am taking the morning off (although I just made a couple of estate-related calls) because I slept poorly and woke up with an upset stomach. Will probably work from home in the afternoon, despite the epically-slow connection to our servers.
Yesterday I did a 10-minute arms-and-abs workout my sister recommended on Youtube. It's pretty good, not too difficult, although the woman is annoying perky and keeps talking about how flat this will make my belly. It will NOT make my belly flat unless I go on a really strict diet, and I wish she would stop saying that! OTOH my arms are pleasantly sore, which I need since I basically stopped climbing last year (most of my climbing partners drifted off).
I also went to a workshop on getting dogs to go through weave poles for dog agility (I have so much to learn!) and saw a super-cute agility Corgi. (Like this.) . Then I made a chocolate-banana cream pie and went to see Mamma Mia at the local community theater.
About which, well, good community musical theater depends on 3 things: enthusiasm, good voices, and a good book--songs and script. This show had only one of those things, because it turns out that ABBA is not a songwriter on par with Cole Porter or Rogers and Hammerstein, sigh. So that was a disappointment.
Happy birthday, hippocampus!
Mr. Trash Wheel
I love this a lot.
To be clear, I'm not annoyed at Bride. I'm annoyed at Best Man (who is a giant racist misogynistic abusive ass who I avoid like the Black Death whenever possible) for his inability to communicate (and possibly plan), so that the labor had to get shifted to Bride. I mean, he skipped right over having Groom contact Tim and had Bride contact me. Which, now that I think about it, is entirely unsurprising.
Absolutely. Men actually do have the ability to share information and make plans, they might be surprised to know!
Yesterday I did a 10-minute arms-and-abs workout my sister recommended on Youtube.
I would be interested in that recommendation! Starting yoga once a week again makes me remember that it actually is good to do stuff with my body and maybe once a week isn't enough.
To be clear, I'm not annoyed at Bride. I'm annoyed at Best Man (who is a giant racist misogynistic abusive ass who I avoid like the Black Death whenever possible) for his inability to communicate (and possibly plan), so that the labor had to get shifted to Bride. I mean, he skipped right over having Groom contact Tim and had Bride contact me. Which, now that I think about it, is entirely unsurprising.
Absolutely. Men actually do have the ability to share information and make plans, they might be surprised to know!
Whaaaaat.
