God help me, it really is Friday. Did I mention in the "what you don't have that everyone else does" thread that I do not own a calendar?
Mistake. Yes. I need one.
There are about 35 things on my to do list. I am about two weeks and now one Friday behind schedule.
My house looks like a bomb was dropped on it. Possibly a Pinterest bomb.
There are piles of lace and fabric everywhere. 8 strings of Edison bulbs hanging across the living room, being tested. Bird cages that may or may not be used. A couple of giant 6 foot candle stands waiting to be painted. Will the Principessa decide on milk glass, or antique bottles? Both have come up from the basement (aka the Room of Requirement) so, piles of dusty boxes to be gone through. Half finished lace lanterns from hell, which means lots of half globes of lace doilies waiting to be joined together, eight giant plastic balls used for forms, now rolling around shedding dried glue, and paper mâché glue sprinkled and dribbled across the kitchen. Where the dishes are not done. Cat sleeping on bar sign.
Banners to be finished. 4 chairs to be reupholstered. Other cat on antique chair. Bench to be repaired. Add to this the usual three unrelated-to-wedding pieces of furniture ready to be listed and sold (oh...work. For money. I still need to do that.) and you have a frikking mess unseen since the wreck of the Hesperus.
3 magnificent hot glue burns on hands, bandaged toe from slamming into antique trunk, lump on head from knocking over giant candle stand.
My emotional support is presently a seventeen year old boy, who can't hear because he is wired into a dungeons and dragons tournament, and communicating through mumbling noises. Like this:
Me: Moosey, I need you to move the park bench to the back porch.
Moose: Hmmmmm. Mmmmmm.mumblemumble.
Me: Today. Seriously. I have to replace the slats.
Moose. Mmmm. Hrrrrm. Busy.
Me: (slightly hysterical) I pushed your giant Sputnik sized head out of my vagina! You fucking owe me. Move. The. Park. Bench.
Moose: Jesus, Mom. Don't say vagina to me. What's wrong with you? Hey. What's for dinner?
@ohannabelle if I get my cleaning shit done tonight I can fly out to whereverthehellyallare and help with your stuff because I wish you were my mom? I just have to be back by Monday.
I am not the best mom. My children need therapy. Moose will have self image issues related to his giant Sputnik head. It really is impressively large. Bless his heart.
You know what was for dinner? Sundaes. A layer of Haagen Dazs vanilla, a layer of fresh sliced peaches, caramel sauce, sprinkle with crunchy granola, repeat. More peaches, whip cream, decorative sprinkles. Giant antique goblets, long spoons. Yes. ( Hide in the crumbling tree house to eat, where you cannot hear the phone or see the house.) I'm losing it.
Seattle opened their marijuana stores this week. I may need to go shopping. Or not. That could work for me or against me. No mother of the year award for that. But damn. It sounds good.
If it makes you feel better, my aunt calls her first-born Pinhead. Pinhead has a big ass watermelon head.
Go up in the treehouse, have your hippie experience for a while, come back down and put on some meditative music while you do crafts. Maybe have a sundae after hippie experience because it seems like it would be the best way to enjoy it lol
@climbingbrideNY have an awesome time in my neck of the woods! I'm so excited to hear about it!
@ohannabelle please be a mom to all of us. You're the best and Adorable Daughter is lucky to have you!
Not much going on this weekend for me. Lots of wedding stuff that I've been slacking on and possibly an impromptu camping trip on Saturday night, if the weather cooperates.
@climbingbrideNY have an awesome time in my neck of the woods! I'm so excited to hear about it!
@ohannabelle please be a mom to all of us. You're the best and Adorable Daughter is lucky to have you!
Not much going on this weekend for me. Lots of wedding stuff that I've been slacking on and possibly an impromptu camping trip on Saturday night, if the weather cooperates.
I second this. Please come to NH for leaf-peeping season and be my cool mom. We could partake of the hippie experience out on the kayaks at the reservoir down the street and look at the leaves!!!! I wouldn't make you craft anything!
@climbingbrideNY have an awesome time in my neck of the woods! I'm so excited to hear about it!
@ohannabelle please be a mom to all of us. You're the best and Adorable Daughter is lucky to have you!
Not much going on this weekend for me. Lots of wedding stuff that I've been slacking on and possibly an impromptu camping trip on Saturday night, if the weather cooperates.
OMG @ohannabelle that's just further proof that you're my mom. I was the biggest pumpkin-headed baby, and my kids are gonna have the most ginormous noggins ever. Everyone already goads me about it. Neither FI nor I can wear hats, and we come from families of big-headed babies. My sister's son's head got stuck in her pelvic bone. There was a big *pop!* sound when they pulled him out. Sigh.
DH has an extremely large head. We usually have difficulty finding hats that fit him, even in big stores with lots of inventory. It wasn't that much smaller when he was born, so no babies for us!!
I'm just excited I get to pick up my fixed e-ring from the PO today. Apparently even though I'm at home everyday all day they came when I was in the shower. I didn't know until after-hours.
I haven't worn my e-ring since Nov. DH wants me to wait until his sister's wedding to wear it so it will be still clean and shinny. I haven't decided yet. I've gone this long without it, whats another 6 weeks. But I really do not like my wedding band and would rather go back to wearing my e-ring.
The rest of my weekend is taking someone to the airport in Grand Junction, hit up the big city for supplies. Then I work on Sat and Sun.
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Thank you all so much for your
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After reviewing your nominations, we have selected 30 members who we
think would make great mods. We will be messaging these members and mods
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So, probably 2-3 weeks from now we will know who mods are. Woohoo?
God help me, it really is Friday. Did I mention in the "what you don't have that everyone else does" thread that I do not own a calendar?
Mistake. Yes. I need one.
There are about 35 things on my to do list. I am about two weeks and now one Friday behind schedule.
My house looks like a bomb was dropped on it. Possibly a Pinterest bomb.
There are piles of lace and fabric everywhere. 8 strings of Edison bulbs hanging across the living room, being tested. Bird cages that may or may not be used. A couple of giant 6 foot candle stands waiting to be painted. Will the Principessa decide on milk glass, or antique bottles? Both have come up from the basement (aka the Room of Requirement) so, piles of dusty boxes to be gone through. Half finished lace lanterns from hell, which means lots of half globes of lace doilies waiting to be joined together, eight giant plastic balls used for forms, now rolling around shedding dried glue, and paper mâché glue sprinkled and dribbled across the kitchen. Where the dishes are not done. Cat sleeping on bar sign.
Banners to be finished. 4 chairs to be reupholstered. Other cat on antique chair. Bench to be repaired. Add to this the usual three unrelated-to-wedding pieces of furniture ready to be listed and sold (oh...work. For money. I still need to do that.) and you have a frikking mess unseen since the wreck of the Hesperus.
3 magnificent hot glue burns on hands, bandaged toe from slamming into antique trunk, lump on head from knocking over giant candle stand.
My emotional support is presently a seventeen year old boy, who can't hear because he is wired into a dungeons and dragons tournament, and communicating through mumbling noises. Like this:
Me: Moosey, I need you to move the park bench to the back porch.
Moose: Hmmmmm. Mmmmmm.mumblemumble.
Me: Today. Seriously. I have to replace the slats.
Moose. Mmmm. Hrrrrm. Busy.
Me: (slightly hysterical) I pushed your giant Sputnik sized head out of my vagina! You fucking owe me. Move. The. Park. Bench.
Moose: Jesus, Mom. Don't say vagina to me. What's wrong with you? Hey. What's for dinner?
Help me.
How are you not my mom? I'm seriously jealous.
SITB
Sounds like my mom
"Sophie! Come pick me up from the bar! I DON'T CARE that it's 3am, I spent 12 hours in labor!"
God help me, it really is Friday. Did I mention in the "what you don't have that everyone else does" thread that I do not own a calendar?
Mistake. Yes. I need one.
There are about 35 things on my to do list. I am about two weeks and now one Friday behind schedule.
My house looks like a bomb was dropped on it. Possibly a Pinterest bomb.
There are piles of lace and fabric everywhere. 8 strings of Edison bulbs hanging across the living room, being tested. Bird cages that may or may not be used. A couple of giant 6 foot candle stands waiting to be painted. Will the Principessa decide on milk glass, or antique bottles? Both have come up from the basement (aka the Room of Requirement) so, piles of dusty boxes to be gone through. Half finished lace lanterns from hell, which means lots of half globes of lace doilies waiting to be joined together, eight giant plastic balls used for forms, now rolling around shedding dried glue, and paper mâché glue sprinkled and dribbled across the kitchen. Where the dishes are not done. Cat sleeping on bar sign.
Banners to be finished. 4 chairs to be reupholstered. Other cat on antique chair. Bench to be repaired. Add to this the usual three unrelated-to-wedding pieces of furniture ready to be listed and sold (oh...work. For money. I still need to do that.) and you have a frikking mess unseen since the wreck of the Hesperus.
3 magnificent hot glue burns on hands, bandaged toe from slamming into antique trunk, lump on head from knocking over giant candle stand.
My emotional support is presently a seventeen year old boy, who can't hear because he is wired into a dungeons and dragons tournament, and communicating through mumbling noises. Like this:
Me: Moosey, I need you to move the park bench to the back porch.
Moose: Hmmmmm. Mmmmmm.mumblemumble.
Me: Today. Seriously. I have to replace the slats.
Moose. Mmmm. Hrrrrm. Busy.
Me: (slightly hysterical) I pushed your giant Sputnik sized head out of my vagina! You fucking owe me. Move. The. Park. Bench.
Moose: Jesus, Mom. Don't say vagina to me. What's wrong with you? Hey. What's for dinner?
Help me.
YOU HAVE A ROOM OF REQUIREMENT. AND A HILARIOUS SENSE OF HUMOR. AND A SCARRED SON.
God help me, it really is Friday. Did I mention in the "what you don't have that everyone else does" thread that I do not own a calendar?
Mistake. Yes. I need one.
There are about 35 things on my to do list. I am about two weeks and now one Friday behind schedule.
My house looks like a bomb was dropped on it. Possibly a Pinterest bomb.
There are piles of lace and fabric everywhere. 8 strings of Edison bulbs hanging across the living room, being tested. Bird cages that may or may not be used. A couple of giant 6 foot candle stands waiting to be painted. Will the Principessa decide on milk glass, or antique bottles? Both have come up from the basement (aka the Room of Requirement) so, piles of dusty boxes to be gone through. Half finished lace lanterns from hell, which means lots of half globes of lace doilies waiting to be joined together, eight giant plastic balls used for forms, now rolling around shedding dried glue, and paper mâché glue sprinkled and dribbled across the kitchen. Where the dishes are not done. Cat sleeping on bar sign.
Banners to be finished. 4 chairs to be reupholstered. Other cat on antique chair. Bench to be repaired. Add to this the usual three unrelated-to-wedding pieces of furniture ready to be listed and sold (oh...work. For money. I still need to do that.) and you have a frikking mess unseen since the wreck of the Hesperus.
3 magnificent hot glue burns on hands, bandaged toe from slamming into antique trunk, lump on head from knocking over giant candle stand.
My emotional support is presently a seventeen year old boy, who can't hear because he is wired into a dungeons and dragons tournament, and communicating through mumbling noises. Like this:
Me: Moosey, I need you to move the park bench to the back porch.
Moose: Hmmmmm. Mmmmmm.mumblemumble.
Me: Today. Seriously. I have to replace the slats.
Moose. Mmmm. Hrrrrm. Busy.
Me: (slightly hysterical) I pushed your giant Sputnik sized head out of my vagina! You fucking owe me. Move. The. Park. Bench.
Moose: Jesus, Mom. Don't say vagina to me. What's wrong with you? Hey. What's for dinner?
Help me.
I am not ashamed to say that I use the "I pushed your bowling ball sized head through my nether region" to get what I need done out of the youngest boy.
He's 19 now and has asked how long I might be planning on using that as a guilt trip. I told him, "For-ev-ver, For-ev-ver, For-ev-ver!!"
I can't wait to go to this bar I found while looking up stuff to do in bar harbor, they have a drink called a dirty water that sounds right up my alley.
Are you going to Acadia? We spent 2 days there on our honeymoon and absolutely LOVED it!
I can't wait to go to this bar I found while looking up stuff to do in bar harbor, they have a drink called a dirty water that sounds right up my alley.
Are you going to Acadia? We spent 2 days there on our honeymoon and absolutely LOVED it!
Yes! We're staying at the Bar Harbor Inn and I think we're going to do a tour of acadia park and apparently climb some kind of cadillac mountain thing and possibly go on a harbor cruise? FI has been there a bunch of times but I've never been. I am looking forward to it!
AND COMING THROUGH WITH A HUM-DINGER IT IS @MSSTATICFANCYPANTS WITH A FUCKING SANDLOT REFERENCE!!!
I aspire to be like both you and @ohannabelle if I ever have kids. You guys are fucking great.
I am so stoked that you caught that!!!! Those miserable little shits made me watch that movie so often when they were little that I DELIGHT in bringing reference to it!
It was seriously one of the most beautiful places I've ever been! We didn't spend a lot of time in Bar Harbor (stayed on the quiet side of the island), but we really enjoyed walking across to Bar Island at low tide. Cadillac Mountain was really cool; we drove up that and then hiked some other trails. Our theory is: why waste energy climbing the ones that you don't have to?
It was seriously one of the most beautiful places I've ever been! We didn't spend a lot of time in Bar Harbor (stayed on the quiet side of the island), but we really enjoyed walking across to Bar Island at low tide. Cadillac Mountain was really cool; we drove up that and then hiked some other trails. Our theory is: why waste energy climbing the ones that you don't have to?
Going to definitely make that point to FI because I am not an outdoors person lol
Re: Hello! And welcome to Friday! With script errors!
I'm the fuck out.
Go up in the treehouse, have your hippie experience for a while, come back down and put on some meditative music while you do crafts. Maybe have a sundae after hippie experience because it seems like it would be the best way to enjoy it lol
I'm the fuck out.
@climbingbrideNY have an awesome time in my neck of the woods! I'm so excited to hear about it!
@ohannabelle please be a mom to all of us. You're the best and Adorable Daughter is lucky to have you!
Not much going on this weekend for me. Lots of wedding stuff that I've been slacking on and possibly an impromptu camping trip on Saturday night, if the weather cooperates.
I'm the fuck out.
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"Hey Nesties,
So, probably 2-3 weeks from now we will know who mods are. Woohoo?
I'm the fuck out.
I'm the fuck out.
And did anyone catch what the change in TOS was?
Are you going to Acadia? We spent 2 days there on our honeymoon and absolutely LOVED it!
I aspire to be like both you and @ohannabelle if I ever have kids. You guys are fucking great.
I'm the fuck out.
I'm the fuck out.
Going to definitely make that point to FI because I am not an outdoors person lol
I'm the fuck out.
I'm ready to drive to that restaurant and shove his hand into one of the fryers.
Is it time to go home yet?
I'm the fuck out.