Boyfriends mom just called me at 8 am to get the details on our hike today. It is too early lady! Also, why did you call me and not your son?! Also, why did you call so early?!?
Now I am stuck awake and I slept like shit the last three days.
My only whine is about how ridiculously humid it is here. Last night I was sweating my makeup off as I was putting it on. There is no amount of clothing that feels comfortable to wear in this weather.
Post by captainmel on Aug 31, 2013 16:45:57 GMT -5
I only answered because I thought it was an emergency. That's why we both sleep with our phones on loud ring in case they really need us.
It has been super humid here too tiramisu. Humid here is pretty relative because it is usually so dry. I get these weird side tendrils on my hair when it is humid and I hate it.
FMIL wants to gift me with some jewelry to wear on the wedding day. FI told her not to, that I won't wear it. They went back and forth on this for a while - she wouldn't take no for an answer. I'm fearing a "with this ring" statue on a chain.
Post by cuddlyevil on Sept 1, 2013 18:14:55 GMT -5
Oh Bowies, I'm sorry. Would you like a bottle of wine?
My whine is that we took the kids to the see planes last night after we lost power at home. I saw fifeteen minutes tops b/c the youngest kept saying "gotta go potty".
Nah, she'll give it to me in person and I'll have to find a nice way to tell her that I have my wedding look already set in stone. Actually, I'll probably just tell her that. I'm trying to be cognizant of the fact that she's just super excited to have a girl in the family and it's playing out in the manner of the Grand Gesture without really caring to find out if we're into it. Wedding = super special gift = that statue monstrosity that was the first thing she saw. A daughter-in-law = jewelry = get her something I'd like to have (a gold anklet in case you're wondering....I'm SO not an anklet woman).
The good thing is that FI knows his mom and shields me from a lot of it. Her sentiment is appreciated though. It could be worse - a lot worse. I'm just waiting for the day when she gifts us with one of her cats. She's hinted at it before.
I'm still whining about the weather. Luckily it's no longer so bad that I'm sweating just sitting in one place. But tomorrow at work is probably going to be hellish, it's supposed to be at least mid-80s with 60+% humidity. I'm glad that my parents got me a pretty skirt and loose blouse for my birthday!
Oh, one more. Leo (new cat) is seeming younger than 1 year. He's got spazzy energy and he's already challenging Sofia. It's hard to keep him confined to one room most of the time and she is having none of him. The few times they've met (not intentional on my part, he escapes easily) she's hissed and he's sometimes hissed back. I think he's even smacked her once or twice. Poor Sofia.
Post by starrieskies on Sept 2, 2013 17:49:18 GMT -5
All my laundry is done, but I still have to put it away. I don't want to. I'd like a cruise!
The beach yesterday was so amazing, I wish I was still there. But today has been kind of rainy, so I'm sure the weather at the beach is not as nice today as it was yesterday. I still wish I was there though.
Post by starrieskies on Sept 3, 2013 0:21:42 GMT -5
Ok, now I'm whining... I was cleaning up some water on the floor in the bathroom while DS was in the bath. Apparently he was playing with the back scrubber brush, because the next thing I know it connected with the side of my face! Right on the bone of my eye socket... it's going to turn all kinds of pretty colors and be swollen for a while... god makes kids cute for a reason, that's for sure!
partiallysunny, have you two ever built flat pack furniture together? That is the fastest way for Boyfriend and I to get in a massive fight.
Ahahaha. No.
I learned within the first year of living together it's best for me to just do it myself. He only gets called over if I need him to hold something.
We've pretty much gotten to this point too. Our biggest (stupid) fight ever involved an over the toilet cabinet. I ended up sitting in a laundry bucket sobbing. This might go in the "I'll never live it down" thread.
I learned within the first year of living together it's best for me to just do it myself. He only gets called over if I need him to hold something.
We've pretty much gotten to this point too. Our biggest (stupid) fight ever involved an over the toilet cabinet. I ended up sitting in a laundry bucket sobbing. This might go in the "I'll never live it down" thread.