You ever groom a black dog and when you groom that dog you have all these loose hairs in a brush? Imagine if those loose hairs were taken off the brush and placed on top of some sort of prehistoric looking thing, thats what that looked like
Did I mention that my mom is the manager of the liquor store in town so now they stock Hendrick's? It's good to have connections.
Y'all, someone thought I was drinking moonshine because I shared a picture of my g&t in a mason jar. Now I know it's not weird that our drinking glasses are mason jars, right? It's not a hipster thing because I grew up with it.
I regularly use mason jars because every other fucking glass in the house is too small... mason jars actually hold a reasonable amount of liquid. You're all good.
My grandma still has some of those jars! My kids drink out of them sometimes now, which makes me feel really old. Thank god for message previews. I deleted the fb app off my phone, but not messenger. I have a friend who is asking me what I consider a fairly personal question (regarding finances) that I'd rather not respond to. Eventually I'll have to respond to her message, but not today.
My mom is kind of a hoarder. I'm 99% sure she still has them somewhere, and now I want them. Ugh. It's creepy that people can see when you read the message. F that nonsense.
Right? That's why I refuse to open the message until I'm sure I'm ready to answer it. Stupid technology. Why couldn't she have just mailed me a letter about it?
When I was a kid, my grandma had some steel tumblers in bright colors. The greatest thing about them was drinking milk....it tasted so much colder out of those tumblers. I spent years trying to find a set of them and a couple of years ago I did. Chocolate milk was just as awesomely cold as I remembered. So....a friend is all but begging me to move in with her. Uh. Shit. Talk about a no win situation. Yes, I would be free of the craziness I have to deal with right now, but I already know I would be opening myself up to a whole new batch of crazy. I'm to old to be dealing with this shit.
I'm not. Really. The main reason I left messenger on my phone is because of one group message I just can't do without. After a full four weeks without fb I'm not sure that I'll ever go back.
Fify I'm drinking rum and cokes. We've had the Tervis style tumblers in my family since I was a youngin. We found a stash of them, unused, at our grandparent's beach house. Not to be out hicked, we did haul away a dumpster full of saved tv dinner trays too. I've been working on my car all day and I feel like a fucking man. I think I can average 3x times my initial esitmate in time taken and no matter how much I youtube and read the fanatic message boards there is always some big fucking issue I run into. There was a big fucking plate in the way of the sensor I was trying to change (which not all versions of the model of car I have, have) It also has those one time use bolts that have torque and anlge calibrations (fucking enigneers making everything so complicated). The internet tells me they dont need to be changed after every single use, fuck it if they sheer off wrong in a major accident. Spoiler: For the gloomy talk My dad died when I was 17, I can remember maybe three times I brought it up when I was looking for attention. Each time I felt gross doing it and realized instantly bringing up such a heavy topic makes everyone super uncomfortable. People deal with it in different ways. One of my old coworkers who Im good friends with, one of the few girls I turn to to share emotions, had her dad die recently of cancer like my dad. I had mentioned when I first heard he wasn't doing well that she could talk with me any time. She never did. I brought up how I delt with it once after her father died. She really didn't feel like talking about it at the time. I had found the grief center I went to when I was a teen and talking with one of my dad's friends who offered advice at the time immensely helpful. It's just a topic few feel being open with at any given time.
I just made a huge principal payment on my property in Missouri. Yay. And ouch. Ever watch General Hospital? Spoiler Johnny Berardino played Dr Steve Hardy from 1963-1993 on the soap. He was a baseball player before that. Here he is in 1951 as a member of the St. Louis Browns:
I just got several texts in a row and since it's after midnight I assumed they were sexts and got all excited but then I checked them and they were just my friend telling me she drank a bottle of wine and was now really upset about how long it's been since she's had sex, which is the complete opposite of a sext and I'm mad about it.