(Old) For Whom The Bin Tolls- A Trashy Vacation MMP

I needed to do three (3) things upon rearrival at home:

  • big bin → curb
  • fresh pillowcases & blankie → bed
  • wet laundry → dryer

I have accomplished all three, and would like my gold star sticker now.

… or possibly, a blue mermaid.

{ sticks out palm expectantly }

What an unexpected gut-punch.

@susan got you, coupla posts down from yours

Oh, goodness, ducklings are the cyoooootest.

See, we keep things classy & educational here.

Naw, you’re good. And thank you, I’ve added the raucous not-quite tie dye to my cart.

Thank you. I forced myself to get soup & Alaska rolls at the affordable sushi place, and about an hour after I had some, real healing occurred.

Felt soooo much better. Must remember this remedy again. Haven’t been there in a while, and I wanna support them.

I’ve heard/read that the seaweed (nori) used for the wrapper is very good for the blurfs, on account of the sea minerals it contains.
Kinda sounds like a load of hooey to me, but hey, rice & a touch of protein are always tummy-friendly, it settled my stomach, and even made me hungry for MOAR FOOD which hasn’t happened lately.

Anyway, ate the whole thing before even my lunch break (!!) plus someone went on an Arby’s run so I got curly fries, AND I picked up a taco on my break with the intention of saving it for after work, which I did …

… and I’m glad of it, cuz that was a late ass close, and I woulda skipped it.

We had old skool club music going, to keep us moving, and one of the last tunes that came on was “Jump Around.”

Now, because reasons, S.M. put in serious overtime, and Grandma Co-worker is, well, gettin’ on in years.

You’ve never heard three old bitches get (humorously) mad at a song in your life like that.

“No, sir, I will NOT jump around!”
“You jump. I’ll let you.”
“Jump? Me? I admire your optimism.”
“I’m not sure I’m even capable of hopping at this point.”
“Shuffle around! Shuffle 'round!”

Ew. How awkward.

Nope!!

And what did we learn today … ?

(Class in unison: “That there’s no point dusting ceiling fans!”)

digs toe in sand, looking down

Yeah.

That sounds like so. much. FUN!!

Marital communication, 21st century style.

My mom did the same a coupla days ago and posted the - icky but victorious - results on FB.


Oh, hey, my stuff from earlier is already dry!

Retrieving, but the folding & putting away can wait. I’ve done enough for one day.

ETA: showered before work, but brand-new clean pillowcases and blankie? Might hafta rinse off again!