Jeez. First we had the PG&E "planned" power outages, then the earthquake, now a refinery in the East Bay is on fire. Rough time for the area.
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.
Sounds like someone's been reading Latin in front of the books again...
Applied for 3 jobs. Cover letters remain the worst.
I was just thinking today how I used to know a stevedore.
"What's a stevedore?"
JfC, msbelle. Hoping the kinks shake out of that timeline a whole lot better than at the present.
Survived a two hour meeting and then dinner with the people who pay me. Woot.
Cool beans! Was he a visiting Honk-er?
A roustabout is a real job?! Huh.
Yes and yes!
Oh man, argh. My sister has started dating again (her husband of 30 years died 2 years ago) and her adult daughters aren't happy about it. Everyone is unhappy and I'm just trying to be supportive and acknowledge everyone's feelings. Bah. Do not want.
Yikes, Suela, that's tough.
Just landed back in the states! But customs doesn't open for three more minutes so they can't let us off the plane yet.
Time for an auntly talk with your niece? Acknowledging her genuine feelings, but pointing out that her father would have wanted her mother to go be happy. (I'm presuming on the kind of person a sister of yours is likely to have been married to for 30 years, of course.)
I'm sorry, Consuela. That is hard. My mother was married to my dad for 39 years. A couple years after he died she was dating the man who became my step-dad. They married and were together for over 30 years. I have zero doubt that my mother would never have lived to 95 if it were not for the devotion and care provided by my step-dad. My siblings NEVER accepted him and all 3 of them have been horrible to him before and after they married, and since my mother passed. It has nearly cost me my relationship with my siblings. It has been very painful to try and be the person in the middle all the time.