Timelies all!
Health~ma to the baby, Laura.
Got back last night, after another terrible drive. Mr. S kept throwing things at us in the front seat, to the point that Gary ended up yelling at him. So of course, once we got home he wouldn't go to sleep until late.
Did I mention that my parents are arriving on Thursday?
only half-joking
Sheryl, have you considered cage training? Or maybe one of those taxi-style plexiglass dividers between front and back seats?
Laura, I'm so very sorry to hear more bad news for your people.
Rosemary is coming HOME on Thursday! I need to finish moving more furniture around to make sure there are extra-clear spaces around obstacles like walls and tables. She'll have a walker (!!!) for the downstairs for a couple weeks yet, although it's mostly going to be supplemental (I hope).
And there's a bunch of other things coming home with her, like a hospital-style toilet seat extender/heightener (there must be a formal term for that) with arms so she can lever herself up and down.
I can already feel myself sliding from feeling odd that there's no one else around, to feeling apprehensive that she WILL be around.
Husband tried to order a club sandwich at a restaurant this afternoon. It came, and we were taking the tomato off some of it so I could eat it. Then, looking at it, Husband said, "...where is the meat?"
They had brought out a club consisting of bread, lettuce and cheese.
Took forever for them to bring out a replacement, but they did. Definitely had meat. Only meat. No lettuce, no cheese. It was a Mirrorverse club.
They got it right on the third try, but the manager admitted that there's a communication barrier, and when things are busy, he has to stand at the window and make sure the food is right. He didn't comp or discount it either, which I didn't appreciate.
Dude. Hire someone who speaks better English, or you learn better Spanish, or figure something out. A club sandwich is not complicated.
I needed to stop at the grocery store after work, but I really didn't want to. So I have completed my descent into the bourgoisie and ordered the few things I need to be delivered later this evening. I find the line between self-care and laziness to be very vague.
I find the line between self-care and laziness to be very vague.
Truer words = never spoken
A club sandwich is not complicated.
Seriously, and you should not have paid for that sandwich!
A club sandwich is s little complicated. If it's on the menu it really shouldn't take 3 tries, though.
I'll also note that the Spanish for meat, tomato, lettuce and bread isn't exactly Level 201, although I don't know if that includes 'bacon' or not.
Pretty sure it's "bacon" in Spanish. It is in portuguese.
Ha! Just looked it up, and it's el tocino OR el beicon. Bacon truly is part of the international language.