Poor you, msbelle. And poor Mac. That kid needs to truly understand how much he is loved, wanted and safe. I hope you guys get some calm soon.
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Mac! Hmmph. Poor kid. Msbelle, I'm sorry. I hope things calm down for you.
Huh. I just remembered in last night's major dream, my boyfriend was played by Donald Glover.
That was kind of pleasant. In a completely unsubstantial way.
I just remembered in last night's major dream, my boyfriend was played by Donald Glover.
In last night's dream, I shared a great-great grandfather with one of my students, and somehow we got to go through a house with artifacts. And discovered that our shared ancestor was a serial killer and a child molester. I think I need to stop watching Law and Order SVU as bedtime tv.
Oh mac. Holiday anxieties amping up?
yep.
You should spend the month of December in a land without holidays. Like Antarctica. Of course, then it would be travel anxieties.
I want to hang lights outside (front) but can't figure out how to rig a cord out there (doors shut too tight. I could use the mail slot, but...) May just stick to lights on the deck.
Oh, msbelle. I have to admit, a kid-mash-up happened in my mind. CJ to mac - you can run away, but I WILL find you. I'm glad he was found quickly.
My room is clean, just need to vacuum. I went through KCD's IRS tax notice and pulled together what he needs to respond. It is so stupid cause the instructions say that you don't need to report a house sale unless you have a taxable gain. Well, our exemptions cover the (theoretical) gain we had, so neither of us reported it. And now they hit him with the full value of the sale. BS paperwork crap.
Also went through my stash of prezzie for the kids and my secret santee. Need to start wrapping and boxing things up. Need a few more stocking stuffers and I think I'm all set. Next up, Holiday cards.
Mac! C'mon kiddo, don't do that to your mom.
I have to admit, a kid-mash-up happened in my mind. CJ to mac - you can run away, but I WILL find you.
Okay, I giggled. That's a great image.
Ugh. Sinus migraine + muscle tension/something out of whack in my neck = can't think.
Oh msbelle, much love to you and mac. I'm sorry the holidays are so rough.
I want a round-necked sweater vest. Does that scream golf too loudly? Also, it needs to be cheaper. Then, argyle.