Hired.

Dog must like other dogs and cranky cats.

Yes, you sound like a very useful engine.

Yes. And not even anywhere close to the border. It’s very safe. Good positioning for zombie apocalypse also.

I have room for six refugees downstairs. Maybe more if you want to help construct bunk beds.

Well of course. I prefer it too. But that doesn’t mean I don’t think it’s batshit insane to pay that much. :P

Fucking everybody makes fun of curly hair. That was one of the primary things I was bullied for in school. That and my seizures.

I still had kids, but I keep them out of school. I guess I’m contributing to the idiot racy that way. But my kids aren’t bullied and I positively know that at least one of them would be. :/

Yup. I was bullied, but at least I had my home with my mum and my siblings for safety. Even then it was barely enough refuge. With my older daughter being different, I was very concerned about her heading down this path. Homeschooling has been wonderful this way (I wish this was a viable solution for everybody). We…

Careful. I got in trouble on the last class pass post because I’m just some loser living in the sticks who doesn’t understand the big city. Lol.

Man, it really didn’t read that way. I guess I’ll say bravo.

Where do you live where there aren’t kennels? I’ll be the first to admit that in the puppy stage I’m at right now, a small baby is actually easier. They wear diapers and hang out in carriers. But I just went on holiday. My dogs are at a kennel. My children are not. :P

I’m so very sorry. Hug him lots and spoil him rotten. Dogs should live forever.

I do not wear a ring because of my hand eczema. Does he have hand eczema? Lol. On the subject of attractive menfolk, there’s a hot homeschool dad. There’s no real reason to share that. I’m just amused by it. A bunch of haggard looking mums and then hot dad with his fancy clothes and perfect hair.

Whhhheeee! My week long vacation starts now! Tomorrow we are off to...sunny Winnipeg? Woot? Hair getting done tonight. Perhaps some pastels or something. I don’t know. Hopefully I don’t fall asleep. Jazz class kicked my ass last night. But hey, I got exercise for a change.

Omg the whole ceremony was something I was dreading as an anxious person too. We made it as small as possible and as short as possible. I had a panic attack the night before. And then I giggled nervously through the entire ceremony. But they still let you be married if you do that. That’s the good news.

Mine was more irritating than bad. Just a bunch of small nuisances that irked me. Typical for my Wednesdays now. But I’m going to get my hair done and going on holiday tomorrow so I’m cheered up. Hope tomorrow is a better day!

Today my sister went to the Supreme Court Q&A by invitation from the Prime Minister and I made sure my dog barfed on the hardwood instead of her bed.

I bet it would just blow this dude’s mind to know that I don’t want to be groped by legitimately attractive men, let alone Trump.

Just imagine President Trump (omg that hurt to type) reading mean tweets. LOL. His head would probably explode.