Hey.I have the giggles now because I was missing you and your posts and when I peeked onto your blog I read the perfect "Randy" post.
p.s. Temple Grandin, Animal Science.
Oh, my goodness! What a handle, as my Dad would say! I actually did take a deep breath...did me a world of good, so THANK YOU!
I will have to take your word for it.
I just love it when something I was expecting to be terrible turns out to be fun.I enjoy that late pregnancy glow....but ONLY in other people.
Randy, I have a bad f*ckin' day and I was about to rip you a new one on the "women drivers" comment but it turns out I'm too exhausted.
After careful consideration, I long ago decided that it was not ME who was adopted but rather that mistake of a sister I have.
Does your Dad have a house for a sweet, quiet Canadian girl?
I that you added that it wasn't normal.
I tend to feel that same ball of fire once the kids go back to school. It's amazing the amount of draining energy we expend on them when they're home. So, GOOD FOR YOU!
Thanks for the giggle!
Poor puppy. I feel like that every time I'm confronted with an ad looking for foster parents. I would *love* to be able to do it and take in children who need temporary homes but my current situation makes foster parenting a really terrible idea.
Good for you on the closets! I love that feeling of accomplishment when a job like that is finished with. And double good for you on the donations to Habitat for Humanity.
Hope that after all was said and done you were able to relax a bit.
I don't know what to comment since I don't know any of the people in your rant. I'm not much for sports. But I do love a good rant.
Gently toasting spices in a dry pan intensifies the flavour. I do it every time I cook with a spice, regardless of the age of the spice.
You would probably be a good influence on me. Because I'm alone I have nobody to curb that part of the OCD.
What an inspiring post! I aspire to these things, too.
Oh sh*t. That was creepy. I also didn't watch It's A Wonderful Life *or* A Christmas Story and didn't realize it until after the holidays were over. I found Christmas sort of hollow feeling this year, too (as I have already pestered you about) but it wasn't missing someone. I think I was missing myself.
Mary, as one Mom to another...of COURSE you did the right thing.You are not a new-hire at Walmart and their lack of compassion and dignity for a hard working mother disgusts me. Instead of having you write an essay, they might do better to look back at all you have given them over the years.
I'm with meranda. It's time to start poking around and looking for something else. You are worth far more than that bullsh*t.
p.s. Temple Grandin, Animal Science.