I love dogs. I love puppies, but I HATE those teeth that they wear for the first few months of their life. They are like little needles attached to a chewing machines.
Yeah, daughter bought a new Yellow Lab puppy. Lovable, precious little thing with teeth a that would make a shark jealous.
I remember being so happy when my dog, now 3 1/2, got his permanent teeth. He lost the urge to chew on any part of me he could reach. I can’t wait for this little furry 4 legged tooth terrorist to get his new teeth.
Dammit Pizza Hut! I used your fancy online ordering because my kids are super picky and I thought it would be easier to get exactly what they wanted. How is it, then, that you left bacon off of both pizzas, mushrooms off of my oldest son’s half, and the delicious parmesan off of our crust? Luckily the lady who answered the phone was very nice and put a credit on my account for next time, but I wanted my pizza to be just the way I ordered it.
PS - don’t get the balsamic drizzle … overpowering.
The house (and the systems mentioned) are 10 to 11 years old, so you should be good for a few more. Just be really careful to change that filter often! I didn’t (I’m bad with time plus I’m really ADD), and that shortened the life of mine.
The woman who owned the house before me, and who chose the customizations when it was being built (and thus priced herself out of the house within the year) went for things like loads of windows and the like instead of upgrading the house systems. Although for all I know that wasn’t an option.
I can’t speak to the fridge. I purchased my own because she asked to take the fridge and washer/dryer with her because those were upgrades, even though they’d been included in the listing and household goods transfer. I was nice and said yes because I felt sorry for her. Then she turned around and tried to sell them to me. I told her I’d already bought replacements.
Thanks, those facts are a comfort. The water heater wasn’t gone yet, but the tank was apparently deforming, which meant I was risking cracks and leaks. It hadn’t got to that point yet, but I’m not risking 75 gallons of water coming near my library!
Actually, the plans for that money were more along the lines on some more decorating, which I’ve yet to finish though I’ve been in the house for almost 10 years. Specifically, curtains. I have a LOT of windows, and no curtains except for some paper shades. Curtains are expensive, especially since I have very tall windows. And I wanted to replace the carpeting, which is the builder’s special dull beige and besides has been sicked on and other unmentionable things by various sick and/or incontinent or just plain contrary beasties. Oh, well. I can live with all that.
I thought of that, but knowing this kid’s mother and grandmother, they’ had conniption fits and a heart attack. Because, you see, everybody is coming over for this party and we have to show we have very champagne tastes even though we’re on less than a beer budget.
You don’t really want to know what I went though with last year’s cupcakes. I finally made the mother (my husband’s coworker) see the light in the “if you want this you PAY FOR IT because THEY’RE YOUR CUPCAKES.” She offered to pay for the extra ingredients and nearly keeled over when I told her the total and how much time it’d take me to do everything.
People don’t realize how much labor goes into certain types of decorating. It’s like at my work where suddenly we’re selling more pull-apart cupcake cakes because moms have discovered they’re cheaper than actual cake. What they don’t realize is that we don’t do certain kinds of decorating because of labor/material constraints – if you want a fondant Minion on every cupcake, you need to go to Retail Bakery Up The Road and PAY FOR THEM.
I’m sorry, this whole “champagne taste on beer budget” and “something for nothing” really chafes me. My fellow freelancers and artists will agree because they both go through similar all the time.
I took yesterday off from work just because I could (I’m at the top of vacation hours, and hell if I’m going to lose hours). Hoped for a nice quiet day - dialysis, maybe a nap, some sewing and catching up on TV…
Only, no.
I did get the dialysis and nap done.
Then it went haywire. Ended up spending the evening walking on glass due to someone else’s VERY bad mood.
Ugh. Went to a concert and a lady sitting near me didn’t turn off her phone, so before the concert, when the concert organizer was making a speech that I would like to have heard, idiot audience lady near me has her phone go off, and actually answers it and talks on the phone! I missed most of the concert organizer’s speech because of it.
When idiot phone lady then called me “Monsieur” (“sir”) and asked if I could move over on my bench seat to give her more room, I said no and stayed where I was. (Though I did feel a bit ashamed at my being rude.)
Well, at least the concert itself was really, really good.
I’m pitting myself. I said something completely stupid to my best friend. Here’s how the conversation went:
Her: I’d love to go out! But do you mind if we just go to dinner? I’ve got a cane and should probably avoid walking around too much.
Me: Definitely! We might have some of my husband’s friends come, too - is that ok? I’m so sorry to hear you’re using a cane. What happened? Can I help? How are you feeling? And does the cane have a sword?
Her: …
I feel like a terrible person, but I’m not sure if she’s actually pissed at me, doing other stuff (she doesn’t answer or check her phone super often) or what. She’s my closest friend, so gets my humor, but I think I stepped over the line. I. Am. A Thoughtless. Ass.
I hope I haven’t angered a friend of mine. I just had to tell her that no, this August, Mars won’t be the size of the full moon.
This mis-information gets spread every year around August. sigh
I’m thinking it’s not the cane stuff. If it were me, if I said yes to dinner with my close friend (and her husband? not clear), and then the vision of a bunch of possible dudebros showing up was sprung on me, that would probably bother me.
She did post a picture, of a sky with two full moons in it.
She did reply to my comment, saying thanks for telling her the truth about it, and didn’t seem mad, so that’s good.
Thanks. I actually did hear back from her later on - she was busy and I was reading way too much into silence. Seemed ok with the new people joining us, but I can see your point. I’m going to see if she’s also available to hang out just the two of us next week as well. Fortunately, she found the sword comment hilarious.
::whew!:: Glad to hear friends weren’t offended by benign comments (the sword one would’ve cheered me up if I had to use a cane – what a great way to put on a positive spin).
Oh, by the way, hi all!
I took a break from posting for a little over a year. Got more done IRL (art and teaching), but it wasn’t as much fun as hanging out here. So I think I’ll lurk on a daily basis, but only contribute every once in a while.
Glad to see everyone’s still here. I didn’t miss any Shredder Guy stories, did I? Both Tonys okay? And still as stubborn as ever? It’s great to catch up on some of these threads, and see everyone staying in character (Broomstick’s tall tales, Dougie’s anachronisms, Boyo Jim’s one-liners, flatlined’s bikes ‘n’ cats).
