Church and then helping teach a parenting class after. So I get to sit and talk to a bunch of new parents with babies on CD1. Yay!
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No really though, I hope the babies help with the CD1 feels instead of making them worse. If not, get yourself through that class and have yourself a wee bit of day drinking.
Post by mustloveerica on May 3, 2015 11:09:50 GMT -5
My entire body hurts from landscaping yesterday. But today we are working on the backyard. The back is in worse shape than the front was so its discouraging from the get go. So far all we have done is mow and transplant some hostas from the side to the front. Still a long ways to go. It will be worth it though! I still think our front yard looks amazing after our hard work yesterday.
After doing nothing yesterday (except giving our dog groomer a piece of my mind) I have like 8 million things to do today. Got to go grocery shopping with H, do a ton of laundry, go to a HOA board meeting, pack for my trip, do the last of the dishes... blah. Oh, and H needs to get the lawn mowed.
Ugg. I have a Busch Gardens hangover. We had so much fun yesterday with my coworkers, but boy am I exhausted. And the pollen irritated my throat and eyes like whoa. I can't even put my contacts in today. Eventually we need to leave to go grocery shopping, and I'm dreading it. In the mean time, we're getting caught up on our DVR.
MH cooked me breakfast before heading to work. My goal is to get newspapers from the store and reorganize my coupons. I have been seriously slacking with grocery shopping. It's mostly due to never ending cramps, but I need to get my act together.
I feel like at that age, they almost get a pass. Almost. H's grandmother is pushing 90 and a mean old woman.
They only get a pass in my book if they are suffering from dementia or other painful/debilitating disease. Otherwise I dislike them like any other unpleasant person. A friend of mine was at a nursing home for a school function when she was in grade school and one mean old lady asked her why she was there with the pretty girls. #anecdote
And how the hell do you know what someone may/may not be suffering from!?!?!?
DH just informed me that I woke him up twice in the night laughing hysterically. This is so weird to me. He was like "what was so funny last night?" No. Flipping. Clue. Lol
My H talks in his sleep fairly often. He didn't believe me so I downloaded an app on my phone that records when people talk in their sleep. The best was the time he went "But I love HER toooooooo!". I constantly bring "her" up.
Oh man. Just found out our neighbors are moving. They've been renting that house since last summer, and they're excellent neighbors. But now they've found a place to buy in another part of the community. FX the new renters end up as awesome. But I doubt it, because we've been so lucky with the last couple times they've gotten new renters in that house.
I feel like at that age, they almost get a pass. Almost. H's grandmother is pushing 90 and a mean old woman.
They only get a pass in my book if they are suffering from dementia or other painful/debilitating disease. Otherwise I dislike them like any other unpleasant person. A friend of mine was at a nursing home for a school function when she was in grade school and one mean old lady asked her why she was there with the pretty girls. #anecdote
They only get a pass in my book if they are suffering from dementia or other painful/debilitating disease. Otherwise I dislike them like any other unpleasant person. A friend of mine was at a nursing home for a school function when she was in grade school and one mean old lady asked her why she was there with the pretty girls. #anecdote
And how the hell do you know what someone may/may not be suffering from!?!?!?
Oh and you do realize that the "mean old lady" was in a nursing home for a REASON, correct!? What is it with you.
DH just informed me that I woke him up twice in the night laughing hysterically. This is so weird to me. He was like "what was so funny last night?" No. Flipping. Clue. Lol
My H talks in his sleep fairly often. He didn't believe me so I downloaded an app on my phone that records when people talk in their sleep. The best was the time he went "But I love HER toooooooo!". I constantly bring "her" up.
When I was in college I would come to bed super late on the regular, and my H (then fiance/boyfriend) would always say something in his sleep. Once he woke up and asked me to pass him the drink on my nightstand. There was nothing there to pass him. He kept getting more and more pissed off about it and couldn't understand what was so hard about his request. After like the 5th time of him demanding the drink and me saying there was no drink, he finally changed to "pillow" - and of course there was one of our extra pillows on the floor on my side of the bed.
He has never lived that down.
My sister used to sing along to the radio/TV in her sleep when she was younger.
My dad once fell asleep on the couch after a night shift. In the morning, when I was getting ready for school he scolded me for not cleaning my room and told me it better be clean by dinnertime that day or I'd be grounded. I argued that I had friends coming over. He said it didn't matter. Then when I got home late that afternoon and immediately started cleaning my room (with my friends sitting there while I did so) he told me I was being a bad host and I could clean my room later. Turned out he didn't even remember telling me to clean it, because he'd done it in his sleep.
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My H talks in his sleep fairly often. He didn't believe me so I downloaded an app on my phone that records when people talk in their sleep. The best was the time he went "But I love HER toooooooo!". I constantly bring "her" up.
When I was in college I would come to bed super late on the regular, and my H (then fiance/boyfriend) would always say something in his sleep. Once he woke up and asked me to pass him the drink on my nightstand. There was nothing there to pass him. He kept getting more and more pissed off about it and couldn't understand what was so hard about his request. After like the 5th time of him demanding the drink and me saying there was no drink, he finally changed to "pillow" - and of course there was one of our extra pillows on the floor on my side of the bed.
He has never lived that down.
My sister used to sing along to the radio/TV in her sleep when she was younger.
My dad once fell asleep on the couch after a night shift. In the morning, when I was getting ready for school he scolded me for not cleaning my room and told me it better be clean by dinnertime that day or I'd be grounded. I argued that I had friends coming over. He said it didn't matter. Then when I got home late that afternoon and immediately started cleaning my room (with my friends sitting there while I did so) he told me I was being a bad host and I could clean my room later. Turned out he didn't even remember telling me to clean it, because he'd done it in his sleep.
So apparently I have been talking in my sleep alot more lately. The other day MH said that sometimes I almost look like a puppy having a bad dream. I told him I didn't know how to take that.
The conversation prompted me to lecture him for the 900th time that he is supposed to tell me right away if he sees changes in my sleep patterns. I have a frigging sleep disorder; I can't really monitor myself while i'm sleeping.
On the subject of longevity; the women in my family typically live into their 90s. I have both of my grandmas and DS has a whopping 6 grand and great-grandmothers combined. Today I'm prepping flowerpots for DS to fingerprint as Mother's Day gifts to them.
On the subject of longevity; the women in my family typically live into their 90s. I have both of my grandmas and DS has a whopping 6 grand and great-grandmothers combined. Today I'm prepping flowerpots for DS to fingerprint as Mother's Day gifts to them.
And how the hell do you know what someone may/may not be suffering from!?!?!?
Oh and you do realize that the "mean old lady" was in a nursing home for a REASON, correct!? What is it with you.
My point was that sometimes age alone is not enough to be a pass to say something mean or hurtful, unless they don't know what they're saying. My dad's mother was one of the meanest women I've ever met. She told me I needed to lose weight before I had even hit puberty. It makes me angry when an elderly person is mean and people just find it funny just because they're older. (Again, aside from if they're unaware of what they're saying)
Oh and you do realize that the "mean old lady" was in a nursing home for a REASON, correct!? What is it with you.
My point was that sometimes age alone is not enough to be a pass to say something mean or hurtful, unless they don't know what they're saying. My dad's mother was one of the meanest women I've ever met. She told me I needed to lose weight before I had even hit puberty. It makes me angry when an elderly person is mean and people just find it funny just because they're older. (Again, aside from if they're unaware of what they're saying)
This would have been the better story to use an example.
My point was that sometimes age alone is not enough to be a pass to say something mean or hurtful, unless they don't know what they're saying. My dad's mother was one of the meanest women I've ever met. She told me I needed to lose weight before I had even hit puberty. It makes me angry when an elderly person is mean and people just find it funny just because they're older. (Again, aside from if they're unaware of what they're saying)
This would have been the better story to use an example.
Sorry I didn't think of that one first lol. The other one just resonates more with me because I could see the hurt on my friend's face when she told me.
This would have been the better story to use an example.
Sorry I didn't think of that one first lol. The other one just resonates more with me because I could see the hurt on my friend's face when she told me.
Neither are really great stories. It sounds like that old lady was just messing with your friend.
My H talks in his sleep fairly often. He didn't believe me so I downloaded an app on my phone that records when people talk in their sleep. The best was the time he went "But I love HER toooooooo!". I constantly bring "her" up.
When I was in college I would come to bed super late on the regular, and my H (then fiance/boyfriend) would always say something in his sleep. Once he woke up and asked me to pass him the drink on my nightstand. There was nothing there to pass him. He kept getting more and more pissed off about it and couldn't understand what was so hard about his request. After like the 5th time of him demanding the drink and me saying there was no drink, he finally changed to "pillow" - and of course there was one of our extra pillows on the floor on my side of the bed.
He has never lived that down.
My sister used to sing along to the radio/TV in her sleep when she was younger.
My dad once fell asleep on the couch after a night shift. In the morning, when I was getting ready for school he scolded me for not cleaning my room and told me it better be clean by dinnertime that day or I'd be grounded. I argued that I had friends coming over. He said it didn't matter. Then when I got home late that afternoon and immediately started cleaning my room (with my friends sitting there while I did so) he told me I was being a bad host and I could clean my room later. Turned out he didn't even remember telling me to clean it, because he'd done it in his sleep.
My sister talks in her sleep, except she's all exorcist like about it because she sits strait up and starts talking or yelling.
One time my BIL got up to use the bathroom and when he came back she say strait up and yells STOP SETTING MY SHIT ON FIRE! Then laid back down and passed out. He was freaked out about it to say the least.
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Sorry I didn't think of that one first lol. The other one just resonates more with me because I could see the hurt on my friend's face when she told me.
Neither are really great stories. It sounds like that old lady was just messing with your friend.
Would that have been any better? To tell someone they weren't pretty enough to be there with the other girls as a joke? Granted I wasn't there but I remember how hurt my friend was when she was telling me about it. And then overhearing the story, our teacher said "yeah but that woman was old so they get to say things like that." Uh no. Whether you're 9 or 90 you shouldn't say things to hurt someone's feelings. (Disclaimer: this is not regarding the elderly who are unaware of what they're saying.)
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