Post by cuddlyevil on Jul 16, 2013 11:37:08 GMT -5
I gave my son a mustache this morning, it's probably the best one I have ever done. Then he proceeded to go stage 5 clinger on me when I had to leave for work and wiped the make-up all over my shirt and arm.
I'm sitting in urgent care, waiting to be seen. I think it's either strep or tonsillitis. WTF body, why do you hate me?? And I started my period on Sunday, my first day of not feeling well. At least I was already taking ibuprofen 3-4x/day because of my wrist & thumb?
I am going to be on a fashion blog. I was walking home for lunch and a guy stopped me and asked If he could take my picture for a fashion blog. I know the guy from a cycling event and his blog. So I feel pretty cool.
I am going to be on a fashion blog. I was walking home for lunch and a guy stopped me and asked If he could take my picture for a fashion blog. I know the guy from a cycling event and his blog. So I feel pretty cool.
I finally got the douchey email from my mom that I was dreading. And I quote: "Are you sure about marriage?" Then she wanted to know if I was providing lunch for her on the wedding day.
I'm not dignifying her with a response, by the way, other than to let her know I'll make her a sandwich.
I finally got the douchey email from my mom that I was dreading. And I quote: "Are you sure about marriage?" Then she wanted to know if I was providing lunch for her on the wedding day.
I'm not dignifying her with a response, by the way, other than to let her know I'll make her a sandwich.
Ugh. I love how she waits until months before the wedding to ask you. And by email. If she was really worried about it, why wouldn't she TALK to you? Immediately.
She can make her own sandwich on your wedding day.
She's not worried about it, that's the thing. This is just Chaper 10 in her "The World is Going to Hell and Here's Why" handbook. A few years back she was on a "if I was your age I'm not sure I'd have kids because terrorism" kick. In March it was that she doesn't drive anywhere by herself because of all the youths who apparently enjoy carjacking. I hesitate to call her pathologically paranoid, but she's certainly ramped up her constant worry into fear. She needs anxiety meds like whoa but won't see anyone because she doesn't see a problem.
Some days it makes me sad that my "with it" mom of yore has aged into a pessimistic crank.
I finally got the douchey email from my mom that I was dreading. And I quote: "Are you sure about marriage?" Then she wanted to know if I was providing lunch for her on the wedding day.
I'm not dignifying her with a response, by the way, other than to let her know I'll make her a sandwich.
Want me to come down and babysit her, bowies? I can't promise a whole lot of patience, but I do swear that I will keep the crazy away from you for the day. I can't help you with the years that follow, unfortunately.
I am going to be on a fashion blog. I was walking home for lunch and a guy stopped me and asked If he could take my picture for a fashion blog. I know the guy from a cycling event and his blog. So I feel pretty cool.
That's exciting!
What were you wearing?
I was wearing a seafoam green dress with a cantalope melon colored orange belt. I'll post it when it goes up. I've never been featured.
Bowies I would want to give her a knuckle sandwich.
Want me to come down and babysit her, bowies? I can't promise a whole lot of patience, but I do swear that I will keep the crazy away from you for the day. I can't help you with the years that follow, unfortunately.
LOL, she keeps it under wraps around other people so my MOH will be acting as a buffer. It's how I know my mom isn't pathological. Yet.