Post by countthestars on Apr 5, 2024 12:28:03 GMT -5
Our good friends just let us know that they're separating and I am so floored by the news that I'm really having trouble dealing with it. I know it's not about me, but I really did not see it coming. I just want them to be happy so I'm very supportive, but am grieving what that looks like for their family, and for ours (we vacation together, all four of us have a family member of theirs who we just mesh really well with). It will just be different.
Post by litskispeciality on Apr 5, 2024 12:28:27 GMT -5
lilafowler, I loooove all of those areas. We stopped going to Wells/York etc. during the peak seasons because traffic is so bad, but there's sooo much to do. Absolutely eat all the ice cream, lol. Not sure if York's Wild Kingdom is still a thing, but that might be a fun kid (and adult) thing. Oh and I love Rising Tide Brewery in Portland but it gets so overcrowded. Shipyard has a nice brewery too, but it's not on the water/in a refurbed factory, so it's DH and I's back up when it rains (every time we go to Maine). Have the most amazing trip!
I made the colossal mistake yesterday of wearing a thong PLUS a too-short thong bodysuit for a 13 hour day at the office/out to dinner. I still have not regained full feeling in my nether regions.
I got home yesterday from a 3 night business trip. Am I the only one that can't sleep when I am away? The hotel bed was super comfortable, but I just can't sleep in hotels. I end up tossing and turning and waking up at all hours of the night. I was exhausted and in bed by 10:30 last night and slept like a rock until 9:30 this morning.
Not just you. I know I am high maintenance when it comes to getting a good night's sleep. I have my home environment finely tuned to meet my sleep needs. Sleeping anywhere else, ugh. I have to travel for work (2 nights) in a couple of weeks and I'm dreading it. I was hoping I could fly in and out in a single day (or one overnight at most), but unfortunately I have to do 2 nights to be in the office for one day.
I booked our family vacation for my week off in August! We’re going to Portland, Maine for one night to see a Sea Dogs game and the next day we check in to our beach hotel in Wells for 3 nights. We can’t check in until 2 and it’s only about 45 minutes away so we can spend the morning in Portland downtown and do some shopping and get food.
We might do a whale watch or a lighthouse boat tour-we’ll be near Ogunquit too. I’m open to any suggestions for food and activities in the area. I’m already planning on checking out the Wells nature preserve.
In Ogunquit - Village Food Market. They have the best sandwiches (breakfast, and hot or cold). We usually phone in an order from the beach and then walk there to pick them up.
Congdon's donuts
Walk the Marginal Way - we usually take a boat ride from there (breakfast cruise, cocktail cruise - they have soda for kids, or lobster pot cruise - all are 1-2 hours)
Post by countthestars on Apr 5, 2024 12:39:12 GMT -5
lilafowler - we LOVE that area! For ice cream, our family is split between preferring Big Daddy's and Scoop Deck. Both are so good. If you are hoping for pizza on a Saturday, order EARLY - they're all always mobbed since people are coming in that day.
I definitely recommend downtown Kennebunkport - so cute with lots of shops and restaurants. We haven't done a whale watch yet because I'm worried about how long of a day it is, but I cannot recommend enough the lobster tour out of Kennebunkport - it's similar to a whale watch but doesn't go as far out. They give you so much cool information about lobsters, pull a trap so you can see the lobsters and hold them (they release back), and then they took us on a quick stop to see Bush's house and the seals. We went on this one: firstchancewhalewatch.com/cruises/kylies-chance-scenic-lobster-tour/
I would skip York's Wild Kingdom.
Wells Harbor has a shellfish lab - it's a small little building with touch tanks that is a fun but quick stop.
I got home yesterday from a 3 night business trip. Am I the only one that can't sleep when I am away? The hotel bed was super comfortable, but I just can't sleep in hotels. I end up tossing and turning and waking up at all hours of the night. I was exhausted and in bed by 10:30 last night and slept like a rock until 9:30 this morning.
Not just you. A friend swears by a travel fan so I am bringing that on my next trip and an eye mask.
Enjoy! I saw it last year and it was very good, but much heavier than I had been anticipating. I did no research in advance though. If you've gone down a rabbit hole than you likely already realized. It is super well done though.
Yeah, I remember a few folks on here (you, wildrice) and a radio host warning me it's QUITE heavy. I haven't seen the real Rent (just the live TV performance a few years ago), but it seems like it's semi along those lines, at least bring a LOT of tissues. I liked one person saying how much more JLP music means to them as an adult as well, now that they have some life experience. Holds up even better.
Sadly my husband isn't a theatre or musical person (boo!) so this will probably be my only and last fun pick for the rest of the year, lol, but I'm just so glad they still had tickets. It's a rather small theatre mid-state (I think you're in my state?) so I'm happy to have a good view from the balcony too.
Squee!!
We saw it last year, it is so, so good. At times we both had goosebumps and tears. Maybe this will be the show to win your DH over to see more shows! 🤞
We went to Wells Beach a few years ago. I did not love where we stayed (it was to be a one bedroom but was a glorified former hotel room that was like partitioned off, lol) but I loved the area.
I know we did Congdons donuts, the York Wild Kingdom, Scoop Deck, and I can't remember where else. Some Lobster Pound but I can't remember the name. Congdon's had a food truck setup in the evenings that was really cool. I ate all the lobster rolls. I know we also went to some breweries but I can't remember the names. I had a 3 year old at the time and it was relatively stressful haha. I would love to go back now that he is so much easier and more fun to hang with!
Post by litskispeciality on Apr 5, 2024 13:46:35 GMT -5
Zipping up my flame suit...I've never been to Congdon donuts. One of DH's best friends use to get up suuuuper early to get in line as they sell out so fast and that was just too much commitment on vacation, lol. FWIW I think it's an awesome adventure for kids though.
We stayed in Ogunquit for our anniversary (not peak travel season) last year and enjoyed walking all of the shops. Everyone there is Santa Fe, NM nice it's worth sitting in the traffic.
litskispeciality, we drove through Ogunquit when we were there, and all the little restaurants/bars looked so cute. Unfortunately we couldn't go to any of them with our feral child, lol.
That area is about a 9 hour drive which is juuust a bit too far for me, but its not easy/direct to fly there either, which is a bummer.
I need to vent about my parents. They are lovely people. I know they love me a lot. They help us out off and on with driving our kids to/from school when weird stuff comes up that makes it impossible for me or H to get them, and I am enormously thankful for that. But there's this weird thing where they expect both me and my sister to be 100% self-sufficient at times when we need actual help for ourselves. Like when my sister was getting divorced and didn't want her STBX to have access to some personal papers and sentimental possessions they let her store them in their shed (which they don't use for much else), and then my dad got really aggressive about her getting the things out before she could move into her new place and while her ex still had keys to their shared house. She wound up storing them in my garage for six weeks, and H parked on the street because unlike my parents we don't have a huge shed sitting around empty.
And just today I discovered that my car's battery is super dead (my portable jump starter didn't help at all and the battery is almost 5 years old), and H is at work. My parents are both at home doing nothing except reading and doing puzzles, and my dad flat-out refused to come over to help. He knows how to change a car battery, has three cars at his disposal, and was like, "Well, you should take the dead battery to Costco and they'll get you a new one." Dad, YOU LIVE FIVE MINUTES FROM COSTCO. What is so wrong about helping your daughter who's kind of stressed and also stranded at home without any groceries! It's like he picks these moments as bootstrap object lessons without accounting for the fact that my sister and I are very independent people who take care of our own shit 99% of the time.
And then they'll both turn around in the next few weeks and say something about how I can always rely on them, or ask why we don't go to them for help more often.
I really don't get it, and short of starting an argument with them I'm at a loss. I can't imagine treating my kids this way as adults, especially if they ask for very little except when it's truly urgent.
I need to vent about my parents. They are lovely people. I know they love me a lot. They help us out off and on with driving our kids to/from school when weird stuff comes up that makes it impossible for me or H to get them, and I am enormously thankful for that. But there's this weird thing where they expect both me and my sister to be 100% self-sufficient at times when we need actual help for ourselves. Like when my sister was getting divorced and didn't want her STBX to have access to some personal papers and sentimental possessions they let her store them in their shed (which they don't use for much else), and then my dad got really aggressive about her getting the things out before she could move into her new place and while her ex still had keys to their shared house. She wound up storing them in my garage for six weeks, and H parked on the street because unlike my parents we don't have a huge shed sitting around empty.
And just today I discovered that my car's battery is super dead (my portable jump starter didn't help at all and the battery is almost 5 years old), and H is at work. My parents are both at home doing nothing except reading and doing puzzles, and my dad flat-out refused to come over to help. He knows how to change a car battery, has three cars at his disposal, and was like, "Well, you should take the dead battery to Costco and they'll get you a new one." Dad, YOU LIVE FIVE MINUTES FROM COSTCO. What is so wrong about helping your daughter who's kind of stressed and also stranded at home without any groceries! It's like he picks these moments as bootstrap object lessons without accounting for the fact that my sister and I are very independent people who take care of our own shit 99% of the time.
And then they'll both turn around in the next few weeks and say something about how I can always rely on them, or ask why we don't go to them for help more often.
I really don't get it, and short of starting an argument with them I'm at a loss. I can't imagine treating my kids this way as adults, especially if they ask for very little except when it's truly urgent.
I would say that they are not obligated to help you if they didn't want to, but when they are basically inviting you to ask for their help and then refusing, that does seems strange.
I lost my job in my building on Tuesday (it was eliminated). I am guaranteed a position *somewhere* in the organization, but if I don't pursue a spot on my own, they will "assign" me to something. That in no way works for me, to "end up where I end up". Cue the doom spiral. Then, less than 24 hours later, my mentor reached out to me to say that that the person that partners with her at her building resigned, and that I'm the front-runner for that position if I want it. She didn't even know that I had lost my job. We said for years that we wanted to work together in one location, and I'm a little stunned that the opportunity is here.
Suffice it to say that I now have a new job (albeit unofficially). I have an "interview" on Monday, but it's a formality--I've already spoken to the building leader and I had 2 people reach out to said leader as references. It's whirlwind fast, exciting as hell, and I'm here for it.
Post by fluffycookie on Apr 5, 2024 15:45:28 GMT -5
I should of stayed on my business trip. I realized late this morning that the house was cold. I went to turn up the thermostat and it said replace batteries (it's almost 10 years old) so I did and the heat still didn't kick on. I checked the furnace, reset it and replaced the filter and still no heat. MH and his friend are looking at it now and MH is going to call the guy who installed it.
PDQ. Its world night at my kids school and I’m anxious about it. Prob unnecessarily, but last year they put our table next to Israel and the dumb comments about our tables solving the issues happened all night long.
It’s been an awful 7 months and our town has had some drama. I’m Hoping that nothing dumb happens tonight. I have nothing political, only cultural at our table, so hopefully that helps.
I was watching a local news show and the anchor had a “hot mic” moment and omg. She was talking about a politician (MAGA, but still) and she was recounting how when she first saw the politician, she “was like ‘ who the hell is that?!’ and then [the anchor] looked up [the politicisn] on social media and she’s wearing a goddamn bikini with her tits out…”
It was about there that the regular mic feed picked up again and she shifted back into news program mode. When the show reran, that part was obviously edited out.
I lost my job in my building on Tuesday (it was eliminated). I am guaranteed a position *somewhere* in the organization, but if I don't pursue a spot on my own, they will "assign" me to something. That in no way works for me, to "end up where I end up". Cue the doom spiral. Then, less than 24 hours later, my mentor reached out to me to say that that the person that partners with her at her building resigned, and that I'm the front-runner for that position if I want it. She didn't even know that I had lost my job. We said for years that we wanted to work together in one location, and I'm a little stunned that the opportunity is here.
Suffice it to say that I now have a new job (albeit unofficially). I have an "interview" on Monday, but it's a formality--I've already spoken to the building leader and I had 2 people reach out to said leader as references. It's whirlwind fast, exciting as hell, and I'm here for it.
What a time to be alive!
What?!? That's ridiculous in an org this geographically large, regardless of whether the reassignment would be a good fit. Glad it sounds like you've got something new lined up!
I need to vent about my parents. They are lovely people. I know they love me a lot. They help us out off and on with driving our kids to/from school when weird stuff comes up that makes it impossible for me or H to get them, and I am enormously thankful for that. But there's this weird thing where they expect both me and my sister to be 100% self-sufficient at times when we need actual help for ourselves. Like when my sister was getting divorced and didn't want her STBX to have access to some personal papers and sentimental possessions they let her store them in their shed (which they don't use for much else), and then my dad got really aggressive about her getting the things out before she could move into her new place and while her ex still had keys to their shared house. She wound up storing them in my garage for six weeks, and H parked on the street because unlike my parents we don't have a huge shed sitting around empty.
And just today I discovered that my car's battery is super dead (my portable jump starter didn't help at all and the battery is almost 5 years old), and H is at work. My parents are both at home doing nothing except reading and doing puzzles, and my dad flat-out refused to come over to help. He knows how to change a car battery, has three cars at his disposal, and was like, "Well, you should take the dead battery to Costco and they'll get you a new one." Dad, YOU LIVE FIVE MINUTES FROM COSTCO. What is so wrong about helping your daughter who's kind of stressed and also stranded at home without any groceries! It's like he picks these moments as bootstrap object lessons without accounting for the fact that my sister and I are very independent people who take care of our own shit 99% of the time.
And then they'll both turn around in the next few weeks and say something about how I can always rely on them, or ask why we don't go to them for help more often.
I really don't get it, and short of starting an argument with them I'm at a loss. I can't imagine treating my kids this way as adults, especially if they ask for very little except when it's truly urgent.
Ohhhh my god yes. My parents did this (now my dad is deceased and my mom can’t really help anymore). Like, my mom would always be like, “anything you need, anything at all” and then “oh we don’t drive there” or “I can’t do that”. Why do they do this?
I need to vent about my parents. They are lovely people. I know they love me a lot. They help us out off and on with driving our kids to/from school when weird stuff comes up that makes it impossible for me or H to get them, and I am enormously thankful for that. But there's this weird thing where they expect both me and my sister to be 100% self-sufficient at times when we need actual help for ourselves. Like when my sister was getting divorced and didn't want her STBX to have access to some personal papers and sentimental possessions they let her store them in their shed (which they don't use for much else), and then my dad got really aggressive about her getting the things out before she could move into her new place and while her ex still had keys to their shared house. She wound up storing them in my garage for six weeks, and H parked on the street because unlike my parents we don't have a huge shed sitting around empty.
And just today I discovered that my car's battery is super dead (my portable jump starter didn't help at all and the battery is almost 5 years old), and H is at work. My parents are both at home doing nothing except reading and doing puzzles, and my dad flat-out refused to come over to help. He knows how to change a car battery, has three cars at his disposal, and was like, "Well, you should take the dead battery to Costco and they'll get you a new one." Dad, YOU LIVE FIVE MINUTES FROM COSTCO. What is so wrong about helping your daughter who's kind of stressed and also stranded at home without any groceries! It's like he picks these moments as bootstrap object lessons without accounting for the fact that my sister and I are very independent people who take care of our own shit 99% of the time.
And then they'll both turn around in the next few weeks and say something about how I can always rely on them, or ask why we don't go to them for help more often.
I really don't get it, and short of starting an argument with them I'm at a loss. I can't imagine treating my kids this way as adults, especially if they ask for very little except when it's truly urgent.
I would say that they are not obligated to help you if they didn't want to, but when they are basically inviting you to ask for their help and then refusing, that does seems strange.
This is exactly it. My mom will comment about how they're always there, and how much they want to help us, and then they'll refuse or accept but be very weird about it when either my sister or I asks. Heck, my sister had to stay with our parents for a few days when she had a double mastectomy two weeks ago (her boyfriend got a bad GI bug the night before her surgery and she literally couldn't stay in their home with him until he was recovered) and my dad was huffy and put out that she needed help in the middle of the night getting water, getting out of bed to use the bathroom, etc... The mixed messages are infuriating.
I'm sorry guys. My mom has bullied me since I can remember. As an adult, she would mock me when I would say "hey look at this life milestone thing I did." Sad feels for sent all around. Got on some Zoloft and everything. But when I got dead sick, she came to help me nearly around the clock. No snippy comments about me being helpless despite our history. And when I got home, she helped take care of me and take care of DD who was still in diapers. My dad hired extra help at their house so all of us could function.
Now that it's years later and things are mostly normal for us health wise, she's still a bully when she feels like it. I still get so mad and sad when she does that. But she loves taking care of my kids and I let her despite my occasional threats to cut her out.