mominatrix Those are ADORBS. And you are so radiant. How do you have such pretty skin?
Vespasia (heart) I think we all need giant wine glasses for Scandal viewing. But mixed with white coats, I just don't see it going well. Further proof that Olivia cannot be mortal.
I've been polled twice for the local city council elections. Apparently I'm difficult when it comes to race. Both people laughed at me.
Sent from my EVO
Laughed at you. Do I have to go track down a pollster to hurt them for laughing at you?
Not mean laughing, so it's all good. I ask if I only get to choose one, they say yes. I ask if bi/multi racial is an option, they say no. Then I say "then black." And they laugh.
Post by irishbride2 on Sept 25, 2014 20:25:18 GMT -5
More of a confession...
H and MIL are in a fight. They continued the discussion via iMessage. He is in the bedroom. His iPad is in the living room next to me. All of the messages are coming through. I might be reading them as they pop up on the home screen.
H and MIL are in a fight. They continued the discussion via iMessage. He is in the bedroom. His iPad is in the living room next to me. All of the messages are coming through. I might be reading them as they pop up on the home screen.
I'd be furious with you. But that's probably more my hangups about privacy. I get mad when H opens up my junk mail, FFS.
H and MIL are in a fight. They continued the discussion via iMessage. He is in the bedroom. His iPad is in the living room next to me. All of the messages are coming through. I might be reading them as they pop up on the home screen.
I'd be furious with you. But that's probably more my hangups about privacy. I get mad when H opens up my junk mail, FFS.
Hence the confession. I feel terrible.
Granted, he told me it (essentially) word for word later, and I knew he would. I actually told him I already read it and he laughed. He doesn't care about those sorts things. Ironically, I would have cared (which makes me a hypocrite I realize)
I'd be furious with you. But that's probably more my hangups about privacy. I get mad when H opens up my junk mail, FFS.
Hence the confession. I feel terrible.
Granted, he told me it (essentially) word for word later, and I knew he would. I actually told him I already read it and he laughed. He doesn't care about those sorts things. Ironically, I would have cared (which makes me a hypocrite I realize)
No judgment from me. It sounds exactly like H and me. He wouldn't care and would tell me everything anyway. But, even though I'd tell me, I want that to be in my control.
Granted, he told me it (essentially) word for word later, and I knew he would. I actually told him I already read it and he laughed. He doesn't care about those sorts things. Ironically, I would have cared (which makes me a hypocrite I realize)
No judgment from me. It sounds exactly like H and me. He wouldn't care and would tell me everything anyway. But, even though I'd tell me, I want that to be in my control.
ETA: I've thought more about my damn makeup for this trip thanks to all of your makeup threads than I have in a long time. Thanks, all of you.
You're welcome!
I'm going to be swimming in a river that last week was shut down and swimmers were banned from due to 'mysterious substance'. What makeup goes with the neon green that my skin will apparently turn now???
I'm going to be swimming in a river that last week was shut down and swimmers were banned from due to 'mysterious substance'. What makeup goes with the neon green that my skin will apparently turn now???
I'm going to be swimming in a river that last week was shut down and swimmers were banned from due to 'mysterious substance'. What makeup goes with the neon green that my skin will apparently turn now???
I just finished my first week as a supervisor. It was good. Extremely busy, but good. I got assigned my mentor for supervisor training and was so happy with the selection. He intimidates me, but only because he's so good at his job. He also is friendly and wants to help me succeed. I only felt a little bit like I was faking it. Consciously thought about leaning in all week: sitting at the table, speaking up, advocating for my position. And then wrapped up the week by standing up for my family and refusing a relatively important challenge meeting because it was moved on top our final interviews to finish our adoption home study. My boss accepted that I couldn't go (didn't say why other than I had something I can't miss) and all was well.
Finally, wrapped up the work week by going to my first HOA meeting. Got heated over signs. Oddly enough, they were all pretty much on the same side but weren't communicating well. Thankfully there were a few that spoke up about how they have friends in the nearby pretentious neighborhoods that feel governed to death by their HOAs and don't want that here when talking about whether small signs like for a garage sale or your kids' school open house needs HOA approval. So I may be able to live with them after all. I may need to figure out how to find the time to get on the board to make sure I get a say. Maybe I'll start with secretary.