This was our first Christmas holiday without mom, who passed away back in February. My wife and I usually take a trip around New Year’s to visit the family. (We live in the Kansas City area, the rest of the family lives in the St Louis area.) So I was checking with my brother and sister to make sure they were available, and both said they had the weekend clear. (Although my brother said he had to work NYE and NY Day.) My wife had to go to a funeral Saturday morning for one of her cousins, so we left town after that.
We got together with my brother and sister Saturday night after we got in, but then found out that my brother had something planned all day Sunday with his in-laws and plans for dinner with friends on NYE. WTF? Why tell me you have the whole weekend open when you’ve got other plans? If I would have known ahead of time I would have picked a different weekend to drive in to visit. We spent some time Sunday with my sister and then decided to just head back home a day early and spent New Year’s Eve at home. :mad:
Sucks that the NYE plans were torpedoed. I hate when people pull that shit.
My whine is that my husband can’t keep a job, I now am back in the real, not-home workforce and I hate it, and I’m pushing 60 and feel like I’m standing on tip-toe on the edge of a crumbling precipice. Please, Fates, bring me something good in 2019?
You would think that at the end of 2018, we’d have the technology to get a clear picture of the Times Square ball drop in the rain. Nope, we get a lens full of water and a lousy view obscured by smoke. What the fuck? I was watching NBC and one of their own, Lester Holt, pushed the button to start it off. At least that was the story, we never saw it. And what that fuck was that silly woman host doing talking about “steaming her vag”??? Seriously?
Now on New Years Day my go-to network for the Rose Parade, HGTV, isn’t carrying it. So I’ll try Hallmark. The big networks think of parades as chances to plug their shows for two hours so maybe I’ll see some floats on Hallmark uninterrupted by shameless self-promotion. I’m not bettng on it.
Gawd, I was hoping someone would have started this thread, I’ve been wanting to post in it all afternoon. I spent the day hiking in Zion nat park, which is sooo much better than spending it with a hangover, but I pit the guy pressuring his girlfriend to keep climbing that steep, snowy, slippery, icy trail with absolutely the wrong footwear. She was clearly fightened and distressed. Yeah, I know she’s full grown and all that, but you’re still an asshole.
It’s snowing again, which means I didn’t dare go out. Just because I have a car and tires easily capable of dealing with a couple inches of snow and seven winters of upstate NY winters to practice doesn’t mean the other people on the road do. So I stay off the roads to avoid the complete idiots, most of whom drive pickups or giant SUVs and assume that just because they have 4WD they can drive like normal. I’m dreading the commute tomorrow.
I’m so sorry. This was my third holiday season without my mom; it has only *just *started to get a little easier. I was finally able to stay up past midnight on NYE again (instead of not being able to face a new year starting without her).
This! I was less than impressed with the view of the ball drop. Oh, and did you notice that the on-screen countdown disappeared sometime around the 10-second mark…basically, the only time it actually matters?!
Ever since Dick Clark left the airwaves it’s been nearly impossible to find a decent NYE show. I tried three networks before settling on NBC as having the least annoying hosts (can’t Anderson Cooper ever get paired with someone normal?), but by 11:45pm I was seriously wondering WTF was wrong with Chrissy Teigen. She’s a model whose claim to fame is getting paid to wear stilettos and dance on Lip Sync Battle (and being John Legend’s wife); she might be a lovely person, but she isn’t an on-air personality.
And why does someone ALWAYS have to murder “Imagine” every year?
Jeezopeet, could the morning television news channels please pick weather girls who do not have such shrill, chirpy voices? And who run on and on without pausing to take a breath?
This is not the sound I want to hear first thing in morning, before the caffeine has kicked in. I just want to check weather and traffic.
This lovely, lovely lady was the weather woman (not a girl) when I lived in the UK. She was awesome and made every morning just that much better. My husband was/is in love with her (as was every other male creature in the UK), and to be honest, so was I. Her “Gid mornin’” still makes me smile just remembering it. They should clone her.
We have a couple of weather folks who drive me batty. One guy I swear to God is of alien descent. He doesn’t look normal or talk in a normal cadence. He’s hard to watch. But the morning state-wide news show makes me want to vomit. Too saccharin sweet and upbeat. I’d rather open the door and see what the weather is. Easier and more reliable, IMHO.
A couple of nights ago, something bit me on the foot while I was sleeping. It itched so much, but I knew better than to scratch it, so I let it be.
The next day, well, it still itched pretty bad. I gave in and spent a couple of minutes trying to tear the flesh off my bones, then doused it with rubbing alcohol and tried to ignore it.
Today, the itching is not as bad but my whole foot aches like a broken bone (I imagine). Walking is very unpleasant. I know this will pass but I’d sure like to know what creature was able to unleash this kind of pain on me.
I would prefer that to a spider, which is what seems most likely! <shudder>
Which reminds me: The other day in the yard I picked up a stick and a banana spider crawled on my arm! My first thought was, “I wonder what kind of creature that is…it’s too big to be a spider.” My second thought was AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
It felt like a robot hand. :eek:
I’m theoretically moving to Canada in (checks calendar) 20 days. I say “theoretically” because, at this point, I still don’t know if the work visa has been approved by the Canadian government. Since that hasn’t gone through, I haven’t been able to fully commit to doing anything else- like putting my house on the market, or paying off my truck so I can take it with me.
I sat in all afternoon waiting for this parcel. Just got an email claiming ‘they tried to deliver it but no-one was available to sign’ about half an hour ago.
Balls they did.
Not only did no-one ring the doorbell (which is very obvious), they didn’t even leave a note in the letterbox. Oh and to reschedule anything, all the company website has an an option is ‘Download our app’. The phone number just repeats the email they sent and has no further options. The depot’s 15 minutes drive away, but they won’t let you in there without a scheduled pickup, and they’re not giving out their local number anywhere.
I’m so unimpressed I’m actually kinda impressed at how pathetic that is; it’s a major company, they’ve delivered here before no problems, and you used to just be able to schedule redelivery or collection easily on the website. Who wants to download an app for every delivery company? Especially one that apparently can’t deliver stuff.
I reckon, if the delivery idiot was here at all, they drove down the main road, saw the side of the house, didn’t see a door (cos there isn’t one on that side) and couldn’t be bothered to find the actual entrance, which is down the next turning. That’s what the scouts’ Christmas card service did last year (probably without the driving), but they’re 10 year olds, which is more understandable. It’s not, however, understandable for someone for whom delivering parcels is a job.
I assume you’ve registered with their on-line stuff and have checked the status of your application. Canada is a great place but their bureaucracy is not so great. Also, there was a Canada Post strike so the mail, while never stellar, is pretty much still shit.
All that being said: Woohoo! Canada! You’re gonna love it. And congratulations.
And congratulations.