I always thought this was "In the Bleak Midwinter"
No, you're right. I just had a brain fart about the title.
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I always thought this was "In the Bleak Midwinter"
No, you're right. I just had a brain fart about the title.
We have a version of it that I LOVE sung by a dude with a verrrry deep voice. Ed Harcourt! LOVE!!!
That album it's from, from Mojo Magazine, has some of my favorite versions of Xmas songs on it.
Or I won't because the fitted sheet ate everything and most still need drying.
I assume a given end time, especially for something with kids is for Reasons. So ignoring it seems weird.
Nice tree, Connie! Don't think I'm getting to mine tonight.
We have a big messy storm due in last Sunday and predicted to make the Monday commute nasty. If it's bad, I'm going to skip the morning and go in late. I don't have any more PTO for the year, but I'll happily make up four hours to avoid sliding off the steep parts of my commute. I hate that they put our new office on a mountainside, with steep driveways. The last storm we had, people couldn't get up to the building.
I am being a good patient and not drinking anything right now, because I had to take painkillers. But after spending all day answering emails from students who don't like their grades, I could really use a drink.
I went and got the boys (mac and a friend we took) at 8:40 and apologized profusely to the host parents for everyone else. In front of our kids I lamented that how are you supposed to be teaching your own kids manners and rules and whatnot by not showing up on time? The mom of the kid we had taken with us was appalled as well. There were 6 other kids there, so 6 parents just not showing up to get their kids on time, OR relying on texts from their own kids about when to pick up and NOT checking with the host parents.
Mac knows he cannot go over to a house without me talking with the parents. And my family is constantly on me about how I let him rule the house, when I see these other fucking kids with what seems to be no rules or oversight at all.
My brother did have the occasional friend whose parents seemed to forget about him and my mom would be like "We need to talk about your kid." She'd say "He's great, but it's been two days!"
oh HELL no. At an hour past pick up time I would be in the kid's face asking for the parent's number and if they did not pick up I would drive that kid home.
I apparently am a BIG ASS rule follower.
Parent not picking up a kid, for days and being unreachable, is how I came within weeks of becoming her legal guardian.