For “extra fancy” do you also use the frilly colorful toothpicks?
Also, I have had an unrequited gnawing & cravin’ all DAMN day for really good chicken salad on Hawai’ian rolls, and I BLAME YOU.
Me, neither, and while I’m very conflict averse, I also have one helluvan inner bitch, and she’s not getting any mellower as I get older.
Oh, gawds, that’s hilarious.
OMG the story just gets better!!
If you want, I can send you the link to an absolutely silent analog clock I got on Amazon. Comes in a buncha colors (including glow in the dark numbers, very handy!) and it is as utterly quiet as the most deserted of outer space.
Who else has lived under someone in an apartment level? Raise yer hand … (and stomp your feet!)
Awww.
Don’t blame you one bit. Wish I had comfort for you.
For working so many closing shifts in a row, this week has gone pretty O.K. (… so far, she said, totally jinxing it.)
I’ve been trying to be extremely mindful of self-care, esp. eating, like, every damn day. Taking a vitamin and some anti inflammation supplements as often as I remember. Seems to be working, or at least helping.
Tonight I had to clean a fryer, which sometimes is at my max physical levels of ability - but tonight it was mostly a nothingburger (except for a few grunts & groans lifting a heavy thing at an awkward angle) which made me feel at least very slightly like somewhat of a semi-badass.
Also, I got to wear a brand-new kerchief, gifted to me by a Mumper that I’ve never met in person, whose sister made it for me, so that’s like a whole extra level of not-knowingness, and the amount of love and effort from people I … know, but I don’t know know, you know? … it really touched my soul.
Plus it was a lot of fun to be all super mysterious at work about it.
“Nice! Where’d you get it?”
“It’s … uh, it’s kinda complicated.”
" … ?"
Monkey is being all snuggly in my lap.
{ examines Monks under brighter light }
Monkey also has a weird irritated looking spot by his eye that wasn’t there yesterday, so if it doesn’t look better in a day or two, someone is getting carted off to the vet, while someone hopes to hell she can afford whatever happens next.
Always sumpin’.