You did say that it is an anxiety support group! That’s one case where having people say “are you sure there is going to be a meeting?” wouldn’t surprise me. 
Arrrgggghhhhhh. Still on a conference call. Taking me to the end of the day. Wanted to leave early. Not going to happen. I just want to start my 4 day weekend dammit. Too many cooks are spoiling a broth right now.
Heh. A lot of people at work were under the impression that we would get to leave at 3 this afternoon. Everywhere I went, people were just standing around talking.
They finally let everyone leave early…at 4:30.
I don’t care about the ornaments, but I don’t want Fat Dullard (the cat, that is) biting into a a strand of twinkle lights! Could he get electrocuted? I didn’t think that scene in Natl. Lampoon Christmas Vacation was funny AT ALL.
Oh, I have in the past, but not this time. I just left the store. I truly hate shopping.
I do wish my daughter would stop with the rollercoaster BS. I find I have little patience for college aged female drama this year.
You know you’re a Grinch when a neighbor brings over home made foccacia bread and you think, “oh, great, now I have to make her something…” instead of “how wonderful and thoughtful!”. The bread was warm from the oven and I still got irked by it.
Nothing but coal in my stocking this year.
So does she call you Cat Whisprer or Cat Whisperr? 
My house isnt’ all that cold now that we’ve had new windows installed… but i see these commercials and these freaks grinning their fool fucking heads off like they’re on drugs over cheessy pjs and snuggies. And i don’t even wear the nightshirt i own, now, but i would get some use out of a bathrobe, since i ganked one that belonged to my sister. But i would rather buy my own bathrobe.
That’s like getting a vacccuum cleaner for Xmas – same level of thought and care … godddamn this is a stupid ass year.
Here’s a mini-rant… FUCKING HOLIDAY TRAFFIC. OK, I know the Northeast Corridor is always bad, but today was ridiculous. I figured, a lot (most) people don’t have today off, traffic shouldn’t be too bad if I can travel during the day. I figured Christmas Eve would be horrible, so I left today.
Left central Jersey at noon. NOON. Went up 287, clear sailing. I hit the Tappan Zee bridge, slow traffic on the bridge. OK, no problem, just the tollbooth. Traffic seemed to clear up after the tollbooth. They were just trying to give me a false sense of security. About 1 mile after the tollbooth, I saw the dreaded string of brake lights. And they didn’t go away until somewhere past Hartford.
Arrive in Providence, RI, at 7:15pm. 7.25 hours to go 210 miles. F this, next time I’m coming up at 3am!
Response to all the anxiety support group responses - that’s why I come here and rant, instead of yelling at her. 
Today’s holiday rant - one finger pointed at Safeway for being busy today (the day before Christmas), and the rest of them pointed back at me for somehow forgetting to do my grocery shopping until today. Dude, what were you thinking? Okay, gotta go brave the cold and crowds now!
Please, please, insurance company don’t call on Christmas fucking Eve and tell us you have a “special deal”. My father wasn’t there at the time, but as my mother and I have been busy this morning, neither of us were too thrilled. (Seriously, what the fuck?)
Oh, and as much as I LOVE home-made pierogies, I hate chopping onions for them. Seriously, I don’t think my eyes are going to forgive me for a week. I still have the smell in my nose. Ugh!!!
Maggie – dried, uncooked, egg noodles are not cat food. That is all.
Whichever you use, make sure it’s rusty and properly infected with Bacilus Tetanii.
too slow how about
Curare - Wikipedia
Some guy ran up to me in the mall with his hands held out screaming “Ooh you got some big titties girl! Lemme feel 'em!” I’m not sure whether or not he would have actually grabbed me without my permission had I not stepped aside and covered myself. Why is it that he’s the one who doesn’t know how to act in public but I…'m the one feeling ashamed and humiliated? Merry Fucking Christmas dude. I hope you choke.
I hate it when you are walking around crying and everyone looks at you but doesn’t look at you. Ergh.
As someone who usually detests chopping onions - stick them in the fridge and let them get nice and cold before you chop them. If you don’t have a lot of time, put them in the freezer for 15-20 min. I swear, it sounds weird, but it works - none of those other tricks ever worked for me, but this does it.
torie, that guy was an asshole. I know what you mean about how you feel, but it’s not your fault and you’ve gotta shake off this feeling. You don’t deserve to feel bad over some jerk.
You’re right. I’m going to wrap my kids’ presents instead.
Hmmm…I’ll have to try that. Thanks for the tip – I’ll let you know how it goes the next time I have to cut them.
Or you could slap your troubles away with Slap Chop. You’ll have an exciting life.
Plus help Vince pay for his Hookers.
Well, a full ranting for me - I had some kind of brain cramp that made me start looking for fresh cranberries the day before Christmas. Surprise! The stores are sold out! Oh well - canned it is.
Our local news did a piece on that with their consumer reporter – and they found that the blades actually shatter very easily.
Now I’m sleepy from eating a big holiday meal – pierogies, saurkraut-mushroom soup , (not our recipe, but similiar), salad. Really rich. It was great as usual, (all the traditional family stuff), but like I said, now I’m drowsy). And I’m on “Christmas Tree” duty, to keep Annie away from the tree.