My sister & I are working together on this father-management stuff, and he set up a trust and all sorts of contingencies, and it's STILL like sawing through concrete with a butter knife.
Still pissed at Comcast. Forever.
Gotta walk the dog before she starts eating me.
Comcast is always a nightmare. They must work at it.
I'm sorry that things have been so difficult, Consuela.
Ugh, Suela. I just... ugh.
Frustrating, Consuela.
I did remember to buy dog food. Just a small bag to tide us over because the fancy schmancy food he normally gets had said there was a three week delay when I ordered it...and it got here today.
Made the dog chase a tennis ball for twenty minutes, that helped.
I am enraged at the people who use our unofficial dog-park across the street, though. There's a dumpster 30 feet from the gate, and instead of using it, people have been piling their poop bags in a milk crate just inside the gate. Which is disgusting. I did my good deed for the day and emptied the damn thing into the dumpster, but I'm tempted to make a "THERE ARE NO POOP FAIRIES HERE, DUMP YOUR POOP" sign.
Now for tea and peanut-butter toast, and chorus rehearsal. Argh.
I'd throw out the milk crate.
I'd do what brenda would do. That's the worst. Why so lazy, people?
Soup is cooking. It should be ready in auto half an hour, 45 minutes, which I think is too late for me to have it for dinner. So hungry.
Suzi, Rent the Runway has plus-sized dresses. Here's plus-sized, green: [link]
This one is my favorite: [link]