Post by secretlyevil on Feb 6, 2015 7:29:17 GMT -5
My SIL invited me to go see 50 shades with her and a group of people that includes another SIL and my MIL. Ummm...no thanks. I haven't read the books, I really didn't want to see the movie and especially not with my MIL. Call me a prude, I dunno, I guess I am in my old age.
Post by orangeblossom on Feb 6, 2015 8:41:28 GMT -5
I'm annoyed. I checked in the surgery waiting desk, and they were supposed to get me before they took my aunt back. They did not, and I didn't get to see her before surgery. Grr.
It's a stent placement so fairly routine, but I just wanted her to see a familiar face.
ETA: I just saw her, and they say surgery went well. So relieved.
My SIL invited me to go see 50 shades with her and a group of people that includes another SIL and my MIL. Ummm...no thanks. I haven't read the books, I really didn't want to see the movie and especially not with my MIL. Call me a prude, I dunno, I guess I am in my old age.
NO. This is a movie you play hookey from work to see at 11 a.m. on a Tuesday so no one will catch you. And you see it alone.
I forgot my coat this morning and it's 28 degrees according to the car. I'm sitting in the car outside Publix trying to decide whether I am too lazy to go home and get it and just brave the cold.
My cake didn't overflow! Amen for extra deep cake pans! It was FULL. To the tippy top. 12"x3" of cake exactly. (please see Thursday randoms for those who have no idea what I'm talking about) Unfortunately it took like an hour and a half to actually bake all the way through, so I only got one round done last night. *sigh* It's gonna be a late night tonight. At least I decided I'm making the decoration out of fondant, so I can get that done while the second round bakes and cools.
ETA: Or....I could just cut this round into three slices and put in extra filling. It will still come out a little squatty, but will be a pretty decent sized cake. This is for a party of 20-30 people. Thoughts?
wawa I'm so jealous of your baking ability. Maybe you can give me lessons. I should have taken a pic of the cake I made for my moms bday. It looked like the sad lopsided cake from Sleeping Beauty.
Ha! You know I just wing this decorating nonsense right? I told my sister last night that I'm confident it will taste DELICIOUS (I've been using this same cake recipe for years and I trust it) but I have no confidence that I can pull off the decoration she asked for.
It's supposed to have this on it:
Except the second line will say 'Old Man'
BIL is turning 30 and as you might guess, is a gamer.
I think I can make that work though with fondant. I'm just going to buy the disgusting storebought stuff, I've got black and green oil based food coloring and I'm going to just make it as an oval to lay over the top of the iced cake. It'll just be rolling and cutting into various shapes and then layering them. And then piping the words I guess? the hardest part will be spelling Achievement.
The rest of the women in my office want to know why I'm not wearing red today in support of Go Red for Women. Ummm, because the color of my shirt is not going to impact heart disease. My money will. My time will. But shirt surely won't. Apparently I'm grumpy today.
My SIL invited me to go see 50 shades with her and a group of people that includes another SIL and my MIL. Ummm...no thanks. I haven't read the books, I really didn't want to see the movie and especially not with my MIL. Call me a prude, I dunno, I guess I am in my old age.
My book club is going to see it and I'm not even sure about going with them. MIL would be an absolute no way ain't happening.
The radio today was asking who would you rather have "Magic Mike" or "50 Shades of Grey". Most of the women said Magic Mike. LOL!
Me, I'd take Magic Mike all the way. Sure he's a male stripper, but he likes his women strong and not afraid to tell him gtfo. I have no time for the submissive nonsense in 50 shades.
One more random today - I'm working at the costume shop this weekend. I'm excited. I wonder what it's going to be like without the insanity of Halloween.
Post by oliverboliverbutt on Feb 6, 2015 10:03:54 GMT -5
I actually read all of the 50 shades books out of curiosity. Besides all of the other issues, I think it's weird that the BDSM is set up as being a disfunction as a result of Grey being abused and neglected as a child. It makes sex scenes just weird- even if they were better written or more my thing, finding them hot would seem a little creepy.
Post by charminglife on Feb 6, 2015 10:22:51 GMT -5
Context: I work on a college campus and it's about 7 degrees out this morning.
Three students were doing some kind of photo/video shoot this morning in our campus park. The student being filmed walked outside in flip flops, a t-shirt and pajama pants, undressed to a suimsuit and posed in a lounge chair for about 45 minutes. WTF. If you want to do an ironic winter photo shoot, at least do it on a day where it's 32, not 7.
I forgot my coat this morning and it's 28 degrees according to the car. I'm sitting in the car outside Publix trying to decide whether I am too lazy to go home and get it and just brave the cold.
I hate walking around stores and malls with a bulky coat on so I frequently just make a mad dash (coat-less) from car to door.
I hate when I'm talking about my siblings and someone says to me "but they're only your half-brother and sister" as if that makes them less family or something.
Also I started rewatching Avatar and Korra and I'm almost done.
Apparently I should start using a colleague's method of avoiding work, which is to claim she doesn't see or use Outlook tasks so how could she possibly know I assigned her something right after I spoke to her verbally about it? SSDD
Post by secretlyevil on Feb 6, 2015 10:29:28 GMT -5
We decided to try to do our taxes this year using turbo tax instead of going to the accountant that makes us uncomfortable. H just did our taxes and instead of getting a couple thousand back we owe a couple thousand? WE DONATED A CAR LAST YEAR! Ugh, this is not good.
Today I took my second half-dose of Zoloft, and I am already feeling calmer/more optimistic. Was not expecting a change this quickly. Placebo effect? I'll take it.
I hate when I'm talking about my siblings and someone says to me "but they're only your half-brother and sister" as if that makes them less family or something.
I went to the new gyno this morning. I'll spare you all the details but it was probably the most positive experience I've ever had with a doctor. She was incredibly thorough, more so than any primary care doctor I have seen. She is running a bunch of tests to investigate my weight gain. They don't think the IUD is responsible.
She was also from the Netherlands so we talked about that a bit. Sadly, she is a resident so I don't know if she'll be around whenever I have to go back.
I scheduled my hair appointment for Valentine's Day, because I have to be ready for the Denver GTG.
My family is so generous! They gave me the cold that's been lingering for the past week.
Ditto! My MIL is going to be here next week for seven fucking days and I'm so annoyed that my stylist can't get me in while she's here to babysit. Plus also a break from MIL!
I hate when I'm talking about my siblings and someone says to me "but they're only your half-brother and sister" as if that makes them less family or something.
Also I started rewatching Avatar and Korra and I'm almost done.
No. What? No. If somebody said that to me about my brother I'd hulk rage. Are they saying it like, "why do you care so much, they're only your half-sib?"
of course I actually say something along those lines all the time to my mom, JOKING, when we're talking about how different her three kids are in some ways. (well...you know, he is only my HALF brother.) But that's like how I'm allowed to give him shit but nobody else is. He's MINE, so I'm allowed to tease him. Nobody else is allowed to say that kind of shit.
Because yeah, he's my fucking brother regardless. I lurve him. I actually never even use his damn name, I just call him brother. Which only became awkward when I had shorti, "hey shorti, this is your uncle brother! No. No. Wait. that's not going to work. Uncle [actual name]! Jeez that feels weird."
Every.single.fucking.day, some asshole parent who just dropped THEIR Preshus off at school fails to understand how a stop sign and a crosswalk work. Today it was two parents! I'm always such a bitch, too. "THAT'S A STOP SIGN AND WE ARE IN A CROSSWALK!!!!"