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Post by deedeefernandez on Jan 30, 2015 9:47:44 GMT -5
I hid the last of the cake I made last night so my hubby couldn't take it all to work for lunch. (He has no one piece boundary..nor do I) I woke up early and threw a mini fit that he ate it all and didn't leave me any. He is now convinced he sleep walks.
Number One: Born 06.16.2009 BFP: 01.17.2014 / MC 02.05.2014 BFP: 03.08.2014 / MMC: 05.07.2014 Dx: Partial Molar/GTD. Benched until 01.2015 Number Two: Born 07.22.2016
I once gorged myself on about ten hot dogs in an hour. I was five and found my plan fabulous. My mother had her concerns, which proved true when I spent the evening puking up hot dog bits.
So, I confess that yesterday's Unpopular Opinions with all its hot dog talk made me very nauseous.
I once gorged myself on about ten hot dogs in an hour. I was five and found my plan fabulous. My mother had her concerns, which proved true when I spent the evening puking up hot dog bits.
So, I confess that yesterday's Unpopular Opinions with all its hot dog talk made me very nauseous.
I once gorged myself on about ten hot dogs in an hour. I was five and found my plan fabulous. My mother had her concerns, which proved true when I spent the evening puking up hot dog bits.
So, I confess that yesterday's Unpopular Opinions with all its hot dog talk made me very nauseous.
My sister-in-law did something similar this when she was about the same age, granted not in one hour. She ate a few for mother-in-law. Then mother-in-law went out. Sister-in-law told father-in-law she was hungry, cue more hot dogs. They went out to a movie and the babysitter let her have an additional 5 hot dogs. The aftermath apparently has scarred her from ever eating hot dogs.
Post by icaughtfire on Jan 30, 2015 9:54:04 GMT -5
I bought gelato a few days ago & had 1/2 the pint left. I was looking forward ALL DAY to eating that gelato & when I got home I discovered my husband finished it.
I legit shed tears over this & seriously thought about punching him in the face.
Number One: Born 06.16.2009 BFP: 01.17.2014 / MC 02.05.2014 BFP: 03.08.2014 / MMC: 05.07.2014 Dx: Partial Molar/GTD. Benched until 01.2015 Number Two: Born 07.22.2016
I once gorged myself on about ten hot dogs in an hour. I was five and found my plan fabulous. My mother had her concerns, which proved true when I spent the evening puking up hot dog bits.
So, I confess that yesterday's Unpopular Opinions with all its hot dog talk made me very nauseous.
My sister-in-law did something similar this when she was about the same age, granted not in one hour. She ate a few for mother-in-law. Then mother-in-law went out. Sister-in-law told father-in-law she was hungry, cue more hot dogs. They went out to a movie and the babysitter let her have an additional 5 hot dogs. The aftermath apparently has scarred her from ever eating hot dogs.
I will have ONE regular-sized hot dog at a baseball game. And no more.
I started to write a longer story here, but it involved my husband and hotdogs and the whole thing just read like a euphemism for penises so I erased it.
I once gorged myself on about ten hot dogs in an hour. I was five and found my plan fabulous. My mother had her concerns, which proved true when I spent the evening puking up hot dog bits.
So, I confess that yesterday's Unpopular Opinions with all its hot dog talk made me very nauseous.
One of my earlier childhood memories involves eating two hot dogs and drinking Sunny-D at a friend's T-Ball game. My Dad then gave me the honor of taking me to his BRAND NEW office, where I proceeded to throw up right in the entryway.
Post by shadesofgold on Jan 30, 2015 10:01:14 GMT -5
We are house hunting last night and found a rental we really loved. (Oh how I wish we could buy now, but we refuse to move to the suburbs.) The first thing I did when I got home was Google daycare centers in the area. (In case you missed that, we have no children, I am not yet pregnant, and this is a rental.)
When I finish work early, I go to my parents and have tea and cookies with my mom while gossiping for an hour or two...but I don't tell my husband I'm done work, that way I get some quiet time with my mom.
If he were to know he would want to come, and half the time I'm venting about him. So no boys allowed.
I once gorged myself on about ten hot dogs in an hour. I was five and found my plan fabulous. My mother had her concerns, which proved true when I spent the evening puking up hot dog bits.
So, I confess that yesterday's Unpopular Opinions with all its hot dog talk made me very nauseous.
The same thing happened to me with Kraft Mac and Cheese. I mentioned that I hated it in a previous thread. That is why.
When I finish work early, I go to my parents and have tea and cookies with my mom while gossiping for an hour or two...but I don't tell my husband I'm done work, that way I get some quiet time with my mom.
If he were to know he would want to come, and half the time I'm venting about him. So no boys allowed.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!11eleventy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
If you lie about this, WHAT ELSE will you lie about?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!1111111
When I finish work early, I go to my parents and have tea and cookies with my mom while gossiping for an hour or two...but I don't tell my husband I'm done work, that way I get some quiet time with my mom.
If he were to know he would want to come, and half the time I'm venting about him. So no boys allowed.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!11eleventy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
If you lie about this, WHAT ELSE will you lie about?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!1111111
It's all I got for the day. My life is pretty uneventful at the moment haha!
Post by juliayadda on Jan 30, 2015 10:20:28 GMT -5
FFFC:
In the last 24 hrs I have developed a crush on Ed Sheeran.
I am hoping to be "over it" by Monday.
I have access to a special ticket buying site through my work for our local Arena, I looked up how much floor seats would be for the sold out One Direction concert in September: $450 each. I considered whether it was worth it...
When I finish work early, I go to my parents and have tea and cookies with my mom while gossiping for an hour or two...but I don't tell my husband I'm done work, that way I get some quiet time with my mom.
If he were to know he would want to come, and half the time I'm venting about him. So no boys allowed.
That's almost too adorable for FFFC @erin2021. That's like a humblebrag. (But really, it is adorable.)
Post by juliayadda on Jan 30, 2015 10:22:05 GMT -5
FFFC: I told my coworker yesterday that I want a time machine to go back to 1999 and get my teenage self to bring them to the future, because they would have loved One Direction.
When I finish work early, I go to my parents and have tea and cookies with my mom while gossiping for an hour or two...but I don't tell my husband I'm done work, that way I get some quiet time with my mom.
If he were to know he would want to come, and half the time I'm venting about him. So no boys allowed.
That's almost too adorable for FFFC @erin2021. That's like a humblebrag. (But really, it is adorable.)
I'll try to come up with something raunchier. I'll be back with something!
When I was a teenager, I was very involved with my church youth group. I was known as the "most religious" and was given a lot of responsibility at a young age. One of these responsibilities was treasurer. I would keep the donations at my house and keep track of how much money we had. I used to "borrow" money from the youth group and not tell anyone. I always paid them back but I took out a lot of free loans. I've never told anyone this. I was a huge hypocrite when I was younger. Everyone thought I was so perfect. Mostly because I was so quiet and private, they just assumed I never did anything wrong.
I've grown as a person so much since then; this was 15 years ago. But I still feel bad about it.
1. I'm glad you paid it back and that you feel bad.
2. What kind of idiot leaves a teenager in charge of funds and doesn't have a system to check on it? We had treasurers for organizations too, but everything went in a bank account and the adult in charge had to be present for all withdrawals.
I once gorged myself on about ten hot dogs in an hour. I was five and found my plan fabulous. My mother had her concerns, which proved true when I spent the evening puking up hot dog bits.
So, I confess that yesterday's Unpopular Opinions with all its hot dog talk made me very nauseous.
I once gorged myself by eating a hotdog, a burger, and 3/4 of a rotisserie chicken in about an hour. Had to go lay down in a meat coma and roll around in pain. Wish I could say I was five, but I was 24. Worst/best Super Bowl party ever.
My FFFC: I have absolutely no desire to visit my in-laws tomorrow. It's a 2-hr drive each way. When we go, we spend the day at the house that my H's grandma, great-aunt, and great-aunt's husband share. It's the most un-childproofed house imaginable, complete with multiple (unloaded) firearms sitting around, a kerosene heater with an open flame, and all sorts of kick-knacks. DS is 13 months and into everything, so making the trip is way more hassle than it's worth.
This is me too more or less (minus the kiddos). My Laws are also 2+ hours away one way, but the whole fam lives in the town. Logically, it makes the most sense for DH and I drive to visit, but it gets pretty old to be giving 5 hours of my weekend sitting in the car... not to mention living out of a small bag for the weekend. This has been going on for about once or twice a month for 2 years, and I'm over it. For being an organized person, I've lost more make up, hair supplies, and socks due to this trek than I care to admit.
I was actually on time leaving for work today when I came across a pile of cat puke near the sliding door. I debated pretending I didn't see it and leaving it for H to clean up tonight.
I cleaned it up. But I had a serious internal debate with myself over it first.
Post by kawaiikitsune on Jan 30, 2015 10:52:40 GMT -5
MH and I were watching OUAT last night but had to turn it off because we were raging about how stupid Regina is. We legit had an hour long convo of just how insane her thought-process is. I know she's supposed to be an evil queen but come on, use your fucking brain lady.
Last week I got in a very minor car accident but got my bumper dented a tiny bit. It is in a spot on the frame that you can barely notice it, but there are other cosmetic damages that also needed to be fixed a while ago. They are small, and probably unnoticeable unless I pointed them out. Not all my fault, I swear! But this last incident WAS my fault and I can't DH about it. Over Valentine's Day weekend, my mom is coming in and while she watches my daughter, I'll get it all fixed out of pocket. I cannot bear to hear more of DH's criticisms about me.
MY confession: My cousin asked me for a loan recently and I told her I was broke. I had the money and I just feel bad about lying. I always heard don't lend money you wouldn't be able to be okay with no getting back, and I wasn't okay with not getting that amount back.
We have a rule in our house-we don't lend money to people, ever. It can make things awkward and weird if they don't pay back right away. And most of the time if they don't have money for something they need now, they are unlikely to have the money for the things they need plus to pay you back later. We lent money to a family member a couple years ago and they never paid us back but have since gone on vacation, bought a new car, and other stuff. Things just get awkward and so we created the rule.
FFFC I've been having a hard time sleeping. I lay awake in the middle of the night afraid, of things that aren't real and of people breaking into my house.
MY confession: My cousin asked me for a loan recently and I told her I was broke. I had the money and I just feel bad about lying. I always heard don't lend money you wouldn't be able to be okay with no getting back, and I wasn't okay with not getting that amount back.
That is good advice, and try not to feel bad. There are few people in my life that I would feel comfortable lending them any significant amount of money for fear of not getting it back.
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