Gosh, you are the Queen of Cynical and yes I mean you.
Dear Nordstrom, You stepped up to your excellent reputation when I was making a Clinique purchase this morning and pulled out my empty moisture surge jar that I discovered 2 weeks ago when the previous one ran out. Though purchased in March, you found the purchase in my record and gave me credit for the “no product” purchase. Wasn’t sure if you would and was going to be happy enough to have a vent and get an apology, but really thrilled at your full refund. Now somebody in the Clinique packaging plant needs to do better!
Anyone recovering from an injury requires nutrition to support their recovery efforts. Hostess powdered sugar donuts are NOT acceptable substitutes for healthy foods. We put that junk out of sight when we were there & she ate fruit and a little chicken. If she’s eating junk instead now, you’ve found the cause of her diarrhea. Just saying.
Lately I can’t stop thinking of this quote from Andy Dufresne in the Shawshank Redemption. “Bad luck, I guess. It floats around. It’s got to land on somebody. It was my turn, that’s all." He acknowledges that he was in the path of a storm, (metaphorically speaking), but he didn’t expect it to last so long.
Do you ever feel like that? Like, life was going along fine, but what even happened here?
Sometimes I can’t believe how lucky I am to have the kids I have. Still growing and learning but in all the right ways. And that DIL of mine is no slouch either.
I know this is a thread for when you can’t tell people things, and I do tell my kids how proud I am of them. But they don’t have kids, and I don’t think they can truly understand the depth of my feelings and love for them. But I guess all parents feel that way.
I just authorized my bank to send a big scary check to fund the scholarship I established. I know this is a good thing and I should feel good about it, but that 6 figure check…
#havingsecondthoughts/buyersremorse
My husband is turning 65 in a couple of months. His employer gives a stipend of which we are required to use a certain broker to get the stipend
The broker called months ago to set up an appointment. We have to call them. The date is Monday July 14, 9:00 am eastern
The number they gave my husband then is different than the number that is listed on the appointment reminder on their website, it’s at 9 am eastern
He received a call and text today. We need to call them. The number they gave was the one given on the website as the one to call. At 7 am central.
At least the date was right!
This system needs fixed!
And yes this Ohioan is definitely everyone who’s annoyed by my grammar!
I might be using needs fixed on all of my future posts
2,253 miles of bike ride training, hours upon hours of planning, many bruises, scrapes and a sprained ankle, and years fantasizing about doing this…and today I head out on my next bucket list adventure. Bike riding through the Netherlands! See you on the other side.
I’m feeling really overwhelmed right now. Sabadogs liver disease came roaring back. Today we were back at the specialist to have a mass that popped up on her gum removed. Back in less than two weeks for a surgical follow-up, then back for internal medicine, then H has another procedure next week that will put him out of commission for the foreseeable future. D dropped off her dog to spend the weekend with us.What’s for dinner? Damned if I know. The window is leaking again.
I am just so tired. When does it get easier?
I posted a few weeks ago about my youngest being laid off from his first job out of college. Well, today he accepte 1 of 2 great offers in hand and one matched the other to get him on board - 3 more great companies called to schedule interviews today but it’s too late. He did agree to 1 interview but unless they can beat his current offers (they won’t) he won’t go any further. I’m very proud of my little guy - so depressed a month ago and excited for his new challenge. So, celebrate with another week in HHI, just me and my guy! For all who answered my request for prayers - thank you!
I’m getting tired of waiting for no reason. Time for a little chat about respecting my time.
TFW you type out something on here and then think, “nope, someone will take that the wrong way” and you delete it.
Riding in my Uber from S’s apartment to my hotel this evening I came across a very large group of bicyclists ( literally hundreds). Took me a minute to realize that most were shirtless and many ( men and women) were completely naked!
This was on Michigan Avenue in Chicago. Apparently it is the World Nude Bicycle Ride ( promoting body positivity). Who knew?
Took some pictures, but no way am I posting those on social media!
Real estate agents: a house built in 1977 is not mid-century. This one is a bog-standard split level with a daylight basement. Nary a mid-century design detail in sight.
Too. Darn. Hot! Even the cats don’t mind the AC.
Oh god. Please stop oversharing!!! Who needs all these details! I will definitely say this in person when appropriate.
We haven’t seen or even been in touch with these people for over 30 years, and now you want to go spend an entire weekend with them?! How about we first just try lunch together, and see how it goes?
I told you that I hate doing laundry, but laundry on an 85° day when it goes straight from the washer to hanging up outside - bliss. It smells like summer