Nett, I live in South Texas. Deep South Texas. Winters don't mean shit down here. And I like it that way. I still say that you (and anyone else for that matter) are crazy for living where water freezes naturally.
Ah good. The roommates are yelling at each other again. It seems that roommate #1's outdoor holiday lights aren't all working and roommate #2 at some point today unplugged something so he could work on his Harley. Apparently, this is the end of the world.
You have not seen yoga pants like I saw this week. Hungarian women working in a plant in Austria wearing yoga pants is one of the sexiest things I've seen in my life. I never imagined there were asses so perfect. And of course I couldn't take any pics being in a customer's plant.
So are they gay for each other, or ten years old? What kind of fucked-up halfway house are you crashing in?
It's raining and cold as hell outside (cold = about 45 degrees, fuck you). So I just returned from the store with 3 lbs of pickling cucumbers and 3 lbs of jalapenos. Got some 2 qt canning jars and space in the fridge. Last time I made pickled jalapenos they were gone in a week.
Guys. We made it to Washington. 3000 miles, 2 teens, 2 dogs, 1 toddler, 2 cars, 1 family holiday, and 6 gigs of data later - here we are. Yeesh.
Is that where I finger her without washing my hands from the jalapenos? Because if that's what you're thinking, then yes.
My daughter had to dance at 9 this morning. My husband has been home most of the day cleaning the basement. I attempted to clean but between the kids and the husband being home I feel less than accomplished. I have wine though, I have wine. Also dinner is (finally) in the oven and while I'm pretty excited about it, the last time we had this my son refused to swallow the food that was in his mouth and it was a fucking standoff. Wine may not be strong enough.
I sincerely hope everyone knows the genuius that is that scene. For my money, Christmas vacation, best christmas movie out there.
My son not only ate his dinner, he said it was really good. My daughter started to point out that last time he didn't like it because she's 5, the oldest, and in general she likes to show her brother up but we shut it down before he picked up on what she was saying. This is what we had.
So you had schnitzel. Your boy is a bit too picky, I haven't met a person who hates that stuff. Good to hear he ate it this time
Out wine tasting today and had mulled wine for the first time. How how I ever not had this beautiful, warm concoction before?
Oh, it gets better (Worse). I just walked outside to have a smoke and was greeted by *Screeeeech*"Look out for my lights!" His lights were on the sidewalk 25 feet from me. Yes, he had the police called because his lights were annoying and obnoxious a month ago and he's STILL putting up more of them. I hate the fucking holidays.
It would cost me 3X as much and I'd get to live in a gang infested neighborhood. It's debatable as to if it would be better.