I'm starting to go crazy living here again. I love that FFIL is allowing FI and I to live here to make it more affordable to go to school and for me to transition my business to this area... but living this close to FSIL is soooo frustrating.
The lastest thing? While we were gone over Christmas she came into the house and took all of our condiments out of the fridge (ketchup, mustard, and I'm pretty sure our tartar sauce, too). Well now we need these things for our dinner tonight and there is hardly anything left in the bottles. These were practically brand new when we left. At least 3/4 full. Now, so little left it's not even a full serving.
FI's thought was "Oh, we'll just go buy more"... um. No. We won't. Your sister needs to go and buy US new bottles. I know mustard isn't going to break the bank, but I don't work hard to buy her food! She's an adult and can buy her own damn mustard!
I know, I'm overreacting over stupid mustard, but it's just one more thing to throw on the stack of really annoying things that she does.

Janine & Cody | Georgetown, Grand Cayman | Feb. 28th, 2012
Surprise BFP | Baby Due Late July/Early August 2013

I believe in a lot of things. I believe in fresh tennis balls, the healing power of bunnies, and that the novels of Susan Sontag are something I'll never read. In fact, I don't even know who Susan Sontag is. What is she... like... a painter? I believe in Crystal Lite because I believe in ME. I believe in the movies of Val Kilmer, though these days it ain't so easy. I believe in Darren Sproles, the word "dabble", the first season of "Silk Stockings", and big, warm, moist, gooey chocolate chip cookies that melt in your mouth and all over your face.