No, I DON’T have to compromise and “let” you smoke in my house sometimes because it’s cold out. I don’t care that I used to let you forty years ago; I didn’t like it then either, and I’m glad I don’t feel the need to allow it at all. I don’t care that we grew up around smoking and I survived it then.
I do care that you have congestive heart failure, and that your insistence that you “like” smoking and don’t want to give it up is the reason.
But I have zero tolerance for your crankiness about a basic and normal house rule.
Okay, who’s messing with me? I just received peanut butter brownies in the mail. They’re from a bakery in Colorado. My birthday was a couple days ago, so I thought maybe my friend who lives in Colorado sent them. I found the bakery online, and my friend definitely did not send them. They are from a rather infamous bakery that neither my friend nor I would choose to support … so I can only assume it was someone trying to get under my skin.
Argh. The brownies are from my brother. There’s no way it’s not a dig at my beliefs, which do not align with his. I simply said thank you - I will be the adult. But now I have to write this bakery to explain that I don’t support them & I don’t want my name on any of their mailing lists.
Dear neighbors diagonally behind us: since you have chosen not to remove the large and smaller dead trees that we brought to your attention more than once, they are now dropping large branches, especially with the windy days we have had. Thank you for thinking that we wanted all of these branches piled in our yard, but that is a gift we have no use for, so we have kindly returned them to you. Happy holidays.
Dear Big Bro, I am done with you. You can’t communicate with me when you are sending my a large check for part of my inheritance. One that you delayed and when it was lost you didn’t communicate. Because you delayed I missed putting some of it in a CD before the rate drop. Just one of many things. Have a nice life.
No one told me that this surgery was going to have me in such intolerable pain. It didn’t help that surgery was scheduled during the holidays and that the nurses would, “oops”, skip my pain pills and leave the lights on when I needed the rest. I finally got to sleep for 4 hours in one “shift” because I went home where my husband took care of me and had a spread sheet of my 20 meds listed with times and dosages!
I’ve contributed to my first meal train and go fund me within the last 30 days. The meal train charged close to 10% in fees, and I really wanted to just write and send a check, but I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do.
At least go fund me gives you the option of contributing to more than just the cause you’re trying to reach.
I think you are really missing out here. She is great, really amazing, and I think you really missed the mark on this one. I also really hope it’s water off her back and she doesn’t think a thing about it. I’d hate for her to think for even a second that she’s one iota less great than I know her to be.
It’s right after the holidays, and I’m weary of being social, but friends and neighbors keep wanting to get together. Yes, I like you and enjoy your company, but I want a break from people, I’m an introvert and it drains me. How do I tell you no without being rude? I think it’s probably impossible to say no, but maybe I can put it off awhile.
All dozen gals are doing our annual cabin getaway to de-stress after the holidays. But y’all are stressing me out! Since we are each responsible for a meal and an app, what’s the problem?? Well, with 2 pescatarians, 3 no red meat eaters, 1 GF, 1 doesn’t do eggs or tomato sauce, 1 can’t do raw onions, garlic or leeks, 1 prefers no carbs, 2 want dairy alternatives, 1 no heavy cream, 4 prefer all organic ingredients, 1 no coconut, 1 no nuts in salads. I’m the only one that is happy to eat whatever someone else makes! Every year there are more restrictions. My charcuterie board is going to consist of dried apricots and …olives…which I am going to toss in a big martini! (PS…I’m already planning on a big steak, au gratin potatoes and creamed spinach the night I return)
Patriots. You have been painful (painful) this season. Continue to pain your fans by actually winning your last game, and drop from 1st to 4th pick in the draft.
It irritates me but also worries me.
