I know you were disappointed to not be invited on the vacation, but honestly no one wanted you because every time we’ve travelled together your family made things incredibly difficult, complaining and making demands. What do you expect us to do when your family member said the amazing vacation we planned and that everyone else raved about was a disaster. I love you, but we had a lovely time without you.
Dear SIL, it is appalling that you expected and coerced MIL into taking your kids back to school shopping the day after FIL was released from the hospital, especially when he still isn’t out of the woods yet. Yes, MIL could have said no, but the amount of pressure you put on her was insane and you should have learned by now to save money for your 11 year olds school supplies.
To the same SIL, thought it was great you reached out after two weeks to see what we could do as a group to help the in-laws. Imagine my surprised when I opened your message to see no mention of how FIL is doing, but instead, a request for ME to pay for YOUR vacation you want to take.
Holding my tongue for the sake of family harmony.
How have you managed to acquire all that pretentiousness in just 18 short years?
Is this stomach ache from the eggs or your disappointing comment?
H’s best friend’s wife just died. She’s been trapped in her body, progressively losing more and more motor ability over the past many years and been totally bed bound for the past 5 years. It’s been very tough on the husband. Her “temporary feeding tube” which was supposed to be only a one-month measure was keeping her “alive” for over 5 years! It’s definitely taken a toll on the family and loved ones. The husband really hadn’t envisioned this as their golden years. 
:-& It’s made H and I have a lot of very serious talks with our kids and loved ones as to what WE want and don’t want for our future.
I really hate jet lag!
It will take some adjustment to order three bagels instead of 4. Just as I get used to saying 4, it’s time for him to leave.
it’s a good thing you’re cute, little pup!
He who screams the loudest is not the “rightest.”
I adore you as a friend.
And this will stay here forever and ever but why do you give me such
bad gifts? I truly want to stop exchanging but it would hurt your feelings.
Now I will find a place to store it and in a few years donate it.
Again, love you!
You took a fall that propelled you 7 feet in the air. You landed on your feet but fell to your knees. Your pectoral muscles hurt when you try to reach across your body or put your arm up in the air or straighten your elbow. Your knee only loses stability sometimes and the inside hurts when you walk. You have localized the pain and know what to avoid doing, (Your words not mine) How you can come to the conclusion that it’s smart to drive over an hour to an area with no cell service and go on a beach ride on the same horse that you fell off of. Reasons it’s not smart. One rest and ice is best for healing. For two he isn’t the most predictable horse and if you have a problem you don’t have your full upper body strength to try to control him.
I know riding is great for your mental health. I forget that it’s also dangerous. I’m glad you didn’t land on your head this time.
At least you posted a photo on Instagram so I know you made it to beach since you didn’t text us this morning to tell us you were actually going.
13 hours till I get my guy back (yes, at 7:30 am, yawn!) for 4 precious days between summer job and start of school.
It was a fun weekend with you and your wife, but, wow, you need an “off” button! You never stop talking!
I’m so ready for summer to be over. Too many hot days, way too much wildfire smoke. Yuck.
Thanks for letting me know you are feeling/acting humble. Because it tells me something else, which is not good, but good to know.
Dear two wonderful male dinner guests last night,
Your personal conversation that ignored H and myself was obnoxious and disappointing.
However, I may owe you a thank you as H has never understood how uncomfortable and hurtful
that behavior is to the others in the room. We stopped socializing with a couple where H only talked
between the wife and himself as old co-workers. After a half dozen times I refused.
I think of the first time H understands my anger that 10 of his reunion buddies sat at our table
and left one single guy out just as he had been left out in school. I was ashamed of all of them.
Fortunately I am the queen of inclusion and by the end of the evening they all knew why he is one
of the most interesting men ever and suddenly were interested.
Last night was an annoying evening for me but a life important lesson for H. Bet he never does that again to another person.
It looks like we are going to have new neighbors.
Dear Old Neighbors, you were not very neighborly, but at least you were neutral. And your dog, while escaping entirely too often, was at least cute and easy to pick up. I liked your young daughter too.
Dear New Neighbors, I hope you are even better than neutral! But if not, don’t touch that tree branch that gives my back yard so much lovely shade. I need that tree branch!
Holy smokes… I am tired of these bloody sunsets through smoky haze. I want our rain back! :((
My eyes are burning and my house smells like diesel or exhaust.
Can’t at least the smoke smell like a nice campfire?
I worry about G’son in Seattle, age 6, and D, here, pg.
We can’t visit G’son because their smoke is even worse than ours.
I want my cool cloudy days back.
It is not nice of me to complain as the people living through the fires
must truly be suffering. That said, we are still pretty miserable.
AND so many of the communities burning here are our old stomping grounds
and we lived on one of the roads and have old coworkers on others.
We cannot go hiking on our beautiful mountain.
This summer has been a bad one.
Well, that just sucks. The nurse on my care team decided to schedule a 6:30 appointment 45 minutes from my house, followed by four other visits heading back this way. I was up at 5 am and thank goodness checked my messages a half hour later only to find out she called out sick with the stomach bug. I know it isn’t her fault (and I have only met her once) but geez, now my whole morning is empty and I’ve been up for two hours. Not the best way to start my week. Oh well.