So, yesterday was my Dad's birthday and I am a bad daughter and didn't get him anything or even call (because I forgot what day it was until 7 pm or so and I was all talked out by then, just did not want to have a conversation) but work gave out some 49ers tickets and I won 2 for a week from Sunday, so that's his present. Yay!
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
You are leading a charmed life, -t!
I have my moments, for sure
Good one!
Oh, here's an error I can't figure out if I should do anything about: My boss always says the "ladder" when she means the "latter."
Those words sound the same when I say them without being very conscious of my pronunciation.
Sorry, I mean in writing.
I got basically called out in a meeting the other day for saying "Hinton" with a glottal stop in the middle instead of the nt.
My 30-year class reunion is today, and I just need to remind everyone that I finally get to see the FORBIDDEN FLOORS of the former convent. Wooooo! (Catholic school kids are weird.)
Nice! Enjoy.
I went to Catholic school and did see the nuns quarters, well at least the kitchen and living room type areas. Mostly because they used students to help them clean! All in all I loved my nuns and don't regret any of that experience.
I am, however, skipping the Mass at 3:00 before the tours of the school start. I'm going to slink in at the end for the group photos of each class, and then undoubtedly have the vapors about how much has changed in the past 30 years. (I have this stubborn belief that NOTHING CHANGES once I've left it. This leads to a lot of cognitive dissonance on my part.)
Forbidden floors, woo!