What school could possibly not want her and consider itself lucky to get her? I don't understand.
'Hell Bound'
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.
I asked Matilda what Emmett said. She said, "He said he was sorry. And he cried a little bit. And then he changed the subject."
Maybe that's all anybody needs. Validation. Empathy. Moving forward.
Yeah, he's right up there with Mr. Darcy as Greatest Big Brother Ever.
Awwww, she just checked her messages and said, "Alex got in!"
Very excited for her friend from her class who did get in. Not resentful.
David, I don't know if Emmett even remembers me, it was so long ago that I saw him last. But please tell him I am so incredibly proud of him, if/when you get a chance.
He's had fine role models and he clearly makes the world a better place.
Oh no. So sorry for Matilda. (And yes, you are raising wonderful humans there).
As for COVID-19 symptoms, in case it helps to know, and because the seasons are now changing and it brings all sorts of colds and illnesses: many people who has it are apparently also losing their apatite and their senses of smell and taste for at least a week.
The bus is now free and we are entering the back door? Not sure how this helps.
I believe it supposed to protect the bus driver and keep passengers away from them.
No one in my house has a lack of appetite! My doctor's office is giving tests. They are on the second floor but they test in the parking lot. Nurse suits up and goes to patient.
DH made us a beef tenderloin with a Russian mashed potato casserole, roasted asparagus with homemade Hollandaise last night. Our appetites are strong. (And I could get used to some gourmet quarantine.)
Emmett truly is a fantastic young man, and I am glad Matilda has him. Liv and Owen remain besties with their co-gaming, meme-ing, and cooking for each other.
Serial:
I have an awful headaches this morning, courtesy of the lovely BITTLE of Riesling I finished last night.
I found one can of French 75 in the fridge last night. It didn't seem to bother me the way wine has lately.