I drove 8 hours over night to surprise my mom for being home for the holiday. She cried. Worth it. Also, apparently eating two of the garlic burgers at steak and shake and a red bull will cause one to shit out a winged dragon.
Everyone is inside for the group picture. I am in the dark outside the screen door drinking beer and waiting until the "Where's Rush?" count gets to 3 or so. I am full of turkey and dressing. Yum.
Only my mom. Besides, I like to think I "encourage" the ladies, but never pressure. I mean, I tell them I'll die sad if they don't, and it's all their fault. But, no pressure.
So, I made it through cooking dinner. Only my corn souffle came out questionable. I am on my second bottle of wine, and my 3 year old niece is running around calling my dog, Pongo. One, my dog is not a dalmation. Two, she is a female. Three, her name is Sophie. I need more wine.
Gawd. I'm so full of dressing it's a sin. A glorious one at that. I'm thinking about visiting one of my patients tomorrow. He doesn't have any family in this state, I'm emotionally invested and it's my day off. Is that creepy or over the line? Thinking about bringing games and treats...and bringing my husband...but I still feel kind of weird. I don't want to be weird.
Today went surprisingly well. No politics, I only overheard one short racist conversation, and the food was great. Now I'm home with a glass of wine. The kids are staying the night with their grandparents so it's just the husband and me. I'm going to cuddle up on the couch with my book and enjoy the quiet.
Not at all. Between bills, insurance companies, and corporate policies getting the care you need can be a dehumanizing process. Most people are happy someone gives a shit and if you're genuinely friendly with each other I don't see what the problem would be. Anyway, on to the important stuff. Rush, it looks like the vote is for your mom to post her boobs. I'm not saying it isn't an odd request to make of your mother, but if you revive the boobie thread in this way no one can ever again question your commitment. Ever.