Sorry I disappeared. I had to call my mom. She hadn't seen the pic I texted her yet and literally gasped and said 'oh. Ugh! Oh! Well. Huh'. I don't know that h realizes how bad it is. When she unveiled it everyone was like oh cool! Looks great! I just said wow abut 13 times. My mom suggested hanging it on the back of a decoration I like and flipping it around when she comes.
Post by DotAndBuzz on Jun 14, 2015 21:55:56 GMT -5
Ooh! You could use it for Halloween, and randomly put it different places to scare the shit out of him. Like when your h is in the shower, place it so he sees the reflection in the mirror when he opens the curtain. "Greetings from your past!"
Ooh! You could use it for Halloween, and randomly put it different places to scare the shit out of him. Like when your h is in the shower, place it so he sees the reflection in the mirror when he opens the curtain. "Greetings from your past!"
Ooh! You could use it for Halloween, and randomly put it different places to scare the shit out of him. Like when your h is in the shower, place it so he sees the reflection in the mirror when he opens the curtain. "Greetings from your past!"
And then when he asks why I keep moving it I'll be like what? I haven't touched it. It must be using that arm to get itself off the wall and pull itself nearer to you.
OMG I cannot stop laughing. This is truly the gift that keeps on giving.
My mom tried her hand at this, too. My sister had two boys: one portrait turned out cute and looking like him, the other looked like Herman Munster. When mom painted these, I had no kids, so I got a portrait of my cat.
Will your mil ask/look for it next time she is there?
Yes. And she has no qualms in instructing me where I should hang things instead of where they are. This woman hung (another!) picture she painted on my wall when I was on my homeymoon. And made my bed. Boundaries. They have none.
I think your only answer is to pack up leave in the middle of the night and the only thing that shall remain is this picture, never give a forwarding address.
Do you have to actually witness a murder to get into the witness protection program? I feel like this should qualify me.
Will your mil ask/look for it next time she is there?
Yes. And she has no qualms in instructing me where I should hang things instead of where they are. This woman hung (another!) picture she painted on my wall when I was on my homeymoon. And made my bed. Boundaries. They have none.
Will your mil ask/look for it next time she is there?
Yes. And she has no qualms in instructing me where I should hang things instead of where they are. This woman hung (another!) picture she painted on my wall when I was on my homeymoon. And made my bed. Boundaries. They have none.
Yes. And she has no qualms in instructing me where I should hang things instead of where they are. This woman hung (another!) picture she painted on my wall when I was on my homeymoon. And made my bed. Boundaries. They have none.
oooh, guuurl, we could talk about this.
I'm sorry about your horrifying husband.
Thank you. He grew into his arm and teeth. I'm pretty sure he won't kill me in my sleep, so. There is that. ETA- unless the portrait drives him to madness! Someone needs to watch the utah obits and make sure mil takes the rap for my murder, not my h.
If we ever want to have exciting drama-filled days that distract us from important current events and ease campaign period infighting, we will need some strangers. Who want to find a blogger with a lot of overprotective friends to make fun of?
Well, we've all witnessed the murder of good taste, talent, and perspective tonight.