MrsPye and I realized that we, in fact, order food for delivery more than we would if we had to pick up the phone and talk to a human. We cut back a lot when we realized exactly how much of our super-limited income was going to having the neighborhood friterie bring us poutine because we both felt too crappy to cook,…
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The Kardashians are not actively going out trying to cause harm to other people. The Duggars are (see, for just one example, Michelle Duggar’s robo-calls).
When I worked in a supermarket (this was, I admit, about 10 years ago now), I had to pass recognition tests on something like the 25-30 most common vegetables and fruits (separate tests) they sold. Because I was in my thirties and an enthusiastic cook, I passed the first time. Some of the kids I started with had to…
Don’t apologize for your choice in escapist reading material!
The romance novel rule started when MrsPye claimed she couldn’t read a book because I’d written “NO” and “THAT IS NOT HOW IT WORKS” too many times in the margin that it obscured most of the text. So we had to use our limited book budget to buy a second copy of a book I thought was horrible, rather than a new book.
We actually have a rule in the Pye household that I have to watch it first, without MrsPye, so that I can get the worst of my snark over with before she watches it with me.
I was just going to mention CAY-ro. (I grew up in Georgia, but my family is all from southern IL, and I’ll be moving there in a year or so. Fortunately, to a town that isn’t pronounced strangely.)
Have you run into Buena Vista, GA, yet? That’s “Byoo-nuh Viss-tuh.”
Yes, if you’re going out with people who spend roughly the same amount of money you do on the meal, that makes sense. MrsPye and I like to go out to brunch with her sister. Our meals all tend to cost roughly the same thing—maybe this time, hers is $3 more than mine, but last time, mine was $2 more than hers, or…
I agree with the gist of what you’re saying. However, I grew up (and taught) in the rural South, and my first reaction was, “School nurse? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.” None of the schools I attended had one. Neither of the schools where I taught had one. We had some consultants from the RESA (Regional Educational Service Agency)…
Sure.
That’s what at least some of them were saying—that they wanted to, but they were afraid of what would happen if they defied their boss. (Even if she didn’t fire them, you know she could have made their lives a living hell. And it’s not like jobs are easy to find. )
At the moment it seems that 5 of the 6 deputy clerks are issuing licenses. Guess whose son #6 is?
Yeah, in the 70s when I was a kid, I remember the more... let’s just say “intense”... churches in my hometown having lots of “put the Christ back in Christmas” campaigns against the heavily-commercialized aspects of Christmas. Now those aspects are fine, as long as the kids of the one Jewish family in town can’t color…
Well, from their twisted and horrible perspective, “hurt freedom” is short for “hurt [my] freedom [to do whatever the hell I want to people who don’t fit my narrow worldview]” and “provide freedom” is “provide [me with the] freedom [to do whatever the hell I want to people who don’t fit my narrow worldview].”
No, you have to go to a photographer. Like I said, passport photos are the only time my Resting Bitch Face has worked for getting pictures taken, because they’re not going to think I’m smiling.
It is seriously the only time my Resting Bitch Face has gotten along with a photographer.
I need pineapple margaritas to happen in my life. Sadly, my house has no tequila. Or pineapple. Or ice. Fuck, this place is sad.
Growing up, I knew someone (a family friend) who owned his own small (four-seater) plane, just a little bigger than the ones they use for crop dusting. He wasn’t rich—he was a high school principal, and his wife was a teacher. But owning a plane had been his dream, and he saved up, skipped a lot of the things that the…