Thank you - my reply to BOH1066 pretty well sums it up. You go ahead and have a wonderful holiday yourself!
Thank you - my reply to BOH1066 pretty well sums it up. You go ahead and have a wonderful holiday yourself!
Thank you for your reply and solidarity, friend.
I turn 50 in two weeks, and I’ve had exactly two Thanksgivings in my life that didn’t devolve into screaming blood baths or mind-numbing inquisitions as to my state-of-life... 2017 & 2018... this year will be the same - just my husband, our son, his wife, and all-day trivial pursuit.
Agree usual causes are un-rinsed glasses, imbalanced soda guns and foul produce. The occasional bartender-in-training, perhaps.
John Taffer is a secret hero of mine. He screams, but he screams about getting your common sense shit together.
My desk at work. (Three days of the week it’s used by other people.)
This. In the standing utensil thingie, forks go together, spoons go together, knives go together, serving spoons have their own space. And DON’T YOU DARE point them the wrong way.
That made me cry. Bless, T.
Speaking as someone who put up with a toxic, abusive, mean-for-sport natural mother for 30 years before I cut her off— a mother who actually pushed me down the stairs with my one year old baby in my arms — I empathize. What this article fails to mention is, what exactly did stepmom do to warrant Diana’s outburst? I…
That makes me feel awesome - thank you!
Kind of both? And not?
Contender for the #1 spot.
This.
Here’s an interesting little curveball for you.
One afternoon my (now married adult) son came home as a pre-teen and discussed with my husband and I how “ridiculous” it was that a friend of his was suspended from school for smoking pot in the art room. Because it was only pot.
Very informative, thank you! I’m feeling much more confident now!
HI, Jezzies - What are your experiences with acupuncture?
“mom and dad think you’re dead because you never call them so you need to call them RIGHT NOW”
I have a very similar mother... I could write a book. Her diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder (disregarded by her and the rest of my family) is no excuse IMO.
“Enough about me! What about you? What do you think of me?”