GUYS. I have been nonstop all freaking day! I missed you, and this thread!
Now, here's the thing - it's in danger! In danger of falling off the first page before it's complete! I've got to start prepping for tonight's dinner, but I am still going to make it rain GIFs up in hurr.
So I stayed up later than intended last night even though I needed to be up at 6:30 this morning, and I ended up sleeping until 7:30. Which means I didn't get to eat breakfast before getting DD1 out the door. Once I dropped her off I had to drop DD2 off at my grandma's so I could run to my physical therapy appointment (which I was 20 minutes late for). Obviously no chance to eat during that mad dash.
So I had my PT appointment, which ran over, and I had to drink my stupid GD drink when got in the car so I didn't have to reschedule my blood work. So I drank that crap, then hightailed it to the lab (on the other side of town) and you guys know you can't eat or drink once you've had the nasty GD stuff. So I'm starrrving by this point, and the GD drink is starting to make me feel crazy bad.
Also, I have a phobia of intravenous needles. I don't freak out and cry or anything, but my blood sugar plummets and my cortisol levels skyrocket every time I have to have blood work done, so I end up feeling like I'm going to pass out and my muscles start hurting. So I have two vials of blood taken and the typical stress response happens on top of my being hungry and feeling all jacked up on the GD drink.
I finally ended up eating some homemade chicken soup and a bowl of Raisin Bran, but I still feel pretty much like this right now:
I am planning 2 bachelorette parties and I'm REALLY getting excited!
1. we are getting hotels and doing the whole down-town thing. But our theme is "golfing' like that one movie.. The proposal, or the wedding date or something like that.. Well we are going to '9 holes' and we have certain drinks or tasks we must do at each hole. We are also looking at renting the pedal pub: and call it the Golf Cart!
June 29-- T & N -- I am MOH, H is groomsman, LO is flower girl
August 10-- B & E -- I am MOH
August 24-- K & M-- No Duties- just invited!
September 7-- J & M-- I am Bridesmaid
I HAD two to go to this year. I was so stoked to get to dress up and leave the kids with the ILs. Unfortunately, one couple decided to call off the wedding while the guy gets his professional life together. The other has decided to push the wedding back by another year to pay for the wedding.
I'm bummed.
I like weddings. They're the only way DH will dance with me...
Ugh, nap time was short. This evening is going to blowwwww.
I'm kind of hoping DD2 goes down for a nap soon. She's acting tired, so I think there's hope. It's just that I'm super sore, even though PT helped a little, and she seriously just took off her diaper and got poop on the rug, which f'ucking sucked to have to bend down and clean up. (It wasn't even the poop part - I'm a seasoned parent, I got this poop thing - it was the bending down part.)
I'm letting DD1 watch TV, so I'm hoping that if I can get DD2 to nap I'll experience enough peace and quiet to somehow manage to slooooowly reverse the destruction that's been done since my sciatica started flaring up so badly.
I am planning 2 bachelorette parties and I'm REALLY getting excited!
1. we are getting hotels and doing the whole down-town thing. But our theme is "golfing' like that one movie.. The proposal, or the wedding date or something like that.. Well we are going to '9 holes' and we have certain drinks or tasks we must do at each hole. We are also looking at renting the pedal pub: and call it the Golf Cart!
I am going to another Bachelorette then.. but not planning that one. we are going tubing down the river and camping. That should be a nice relaxing, beer drinking kind of weekend!! I'm excited for that one for sure!!!
AND then another one-- that is next week- I barely know the bride, but my H is very close with the groom- so I figured I could go and make friends. I'm a little nervous about that one. But the grooms sisters will be there and I know them. Should be fun!
Woah busy! I must say I am a little envious. I haven't been to that many bachelorette parties in my entire life. Getting married just isn't in fashion around these parts.
So I stayed up later than intended last night even though I needed to be up at 6:30 this morning, and I ended up sleeping until 7:30. Which means I didn't get to eat breakfast before getting DD1 out the door. Once I dropped her off I had to drop DD2 off at my grandma's so I could run to my physical therapy appointment (which I was 20 minutes late for). Obviously no chance to eat during that mad dash.
So I had my PT appointment, which ran over, and I had to drink my stupid GD drink when got in the car so I didn't have to reschedule my blood work. So I drank that crap, then hightailed it to the lab (on the other side of town) and you guys know you can't eat or drink once you've had the nasty GD stuff. So I'm starrrving by this point, and the GD drink is starting to make me feel crazy bad.
Also, I have a phobia of intravenous needles. I don't freak out and cry or anything, but my blood sugar plummets and my cortisol levels skyrocket every time I have to have blood work done, so I end up feeling like I'm going to pass out and my muscles start hurting. So I have two vials of blood taken and the typical stress response happens on top of my being hungry and feeling all jacked up on the GD drink.
I finally ended up eating some homemade chicken soup and a bowl of Raisin Bran, but I still feel pretty much like this right now:
Here's to hoping you passed so you don't have to do it again!
"DELETE IT. I don't care if you're my best friend, I will report this photo!"
I once completely lost my sh!t because DH posted the most unflattering picture of myself on FB. He thought it was funny. He quickly found out his amusement was NOT shared by me.
"DELETE IT. I don't care if you're my best friend, I will report this photo!"
I once completely lost my sh!t because DH posted the most unflattering picture of myself on FB. He thought it was funny. He quickly found out his amusement was NOT shared by me.
A friend of mine (the hypochondriac who thinks she's fat) loves to post unflattering pictures of people on her Facebook. She's made it her schtick, as if that's going to make people suddenly laugh off having horrible pictures of them posted on a public forum. You can express your anger all you want, but she's like, "Nope, leaving it up." I think I really am going to start reporting the photos.
I once completely lost my sh!t because DH posted the most unflattering picture of myself on FB. He thought it was funny. He quickly found out his amusement was NOT shared by me.
A friend of mine (the hypochondriac who thinks she's fat) loves to post unflattering pictures of people on her Facebook. She's made it her schtick, as if that's going to make people suddenly laugh off having horrible pictures of them posted on a public forum. You can express your anger all you want, but she's like, "Nope, leaving it up." I think I really am going to start reporting the photos.
I would report them. At the very least, she is posting pictures of you without your consent. I think that should be reason enough for you to get FB to take them down. What a biznatch
MMHa - I had a dream last night that I was famous and in a feud with Taylor Swift. I think our conversation made its way into my dreams, lol.
LOL - What was the feud about? Who was right? Did you win?
It was a very detailed dream - let me just say that. We met at an awards show and she approached me with some 'tude and started asking me about being a single parent in a way that made it seem like she thought she was better than me. She was like, "So I heard you're a single mom. Why is it that you haven't found someone yet?" And I was like, "I don't waste my time on guys who are trouble, trouble, trouble." So she started badmouthing me in interviews, but it ended up that the general public was like, "Grow up forreals, TaySwizz."
Re: GUUUUUYYYYYSSSS
GUYS. I have been nonstop all freaking day! I missed you, and this thread!
Now, here's the thing - it's in danger! In danger of falling off the first page before it's complete! I've got to start prepping for tonight's dinner, but I am still going to make it rain GIFs up in hurr.
// I love you too. //
So I stayed up later than intended last night even though I needed to be up at 6:30 this morning, and I ended up sleeping until 7:30. Which means I didn't get to eat breakfast before getting DD1 out the door. Once I dropped her off I had to drop DD2 off at my grandma's so I could run to my physical therapy appointment (which I was 20 minutes late for). Obviously no chance to eat during that mad dash.
So I had my PT appointment, which ran over, and I had to drink my stupid GD drink when got in the car so I didn't have to reschedule my blood work. So I drank that crap, then hightailed it to the lab (on the other side of town) and you guys know you can't eat or drink once you've had the nasty GD stuff. So I'm starrrving by this point, and the GD drink is starting to make me feel crazy bad.
Also, I have a phobia of intravenous needles. I don't freak out and cry or anything, but my blood sugar plummets and my cortisol levels skyrocket every time I have to have blood work done, so I end up feeling like I'm going to pass out and my muscles start hurting. So I have two vials of blood taken and the typical stress response happens on top of my being hungry and feeling all jacked up on the GD drink.
I finally ended up eating some homemade chicken soup and a bowl of Raisin Bran, but I still feel pretty much like this right now:
// I love you too. //
Sounds like fuuuuun. =D
// I love you too. //
I HAD two to go to this year. I was so stoked to get to dress up and leave the kids with the ILs. Unfortunately, one couple decided to call off the wedding while the guy gets his professional life together. The other has decided to push the wedding back by another year to pay for the wedding.
I'm bummed.
I like weddings. They're the only way DH will dance with me...
It was devilishly good. I cured the craving and am now content to turn my back on it once again.
// I love you too. //
// I love you too. //
My protective instinct gets fired up I'm like,
// I love you too. //
If I even meet Mr. Cumberbatch, I'd like to imagine I'd be like,

But I'd probably actually just be like,
// I love you too. //
I'm kind of hoping DD2 goes down for a nap soon. She's acting tired, so I think there's hope. It's just that I'm super sore, even though PT helped a little, and she seriously just took off her diaper and got poop on the rug, which f'ucking sucked to have to bend down and clean up. (It wasn't even the poop part - I'm a seasoned parent, I got this poop thing - it was the bending down part.)
I'm letting DD1 watch TV, so I'm hoping that if I can get DD2 to nap I'll experience enough peace and quiet to somehow manage to slooooowly reverse the destruction that's been done since my sciatica started flaring up so badly.
// I love you too. //
When I see a horrible photo of someone else:
When I see a horrible photo of myself:
"DELETE IT. I don't care if you're my best friend, I will report this photo!"
// I love you too. //
Yah, quite a bit. =(
But I appreciate your positive vibes and I hope they worrrrk! =D
// I love you too. //
Anytime I've ever been rough-housing with a significant other and it was just supposed to be silly fun but he actually got competitive and hurt me:
// I love you too. //
Da fuq?
// I love you too. //
When someone uses their Facebook status update bar as a diary:
// I love you too. //
And someone probably already answered by now, but I also want to up my post count (because I'm a horish hor like that).
Silver is 2000 and gold is 6000
Methinks we should be able to get you to silver in a jiffy
This is awesome - And way cuter than what *I* had to wear for my bachelorette party. I'll see if I can find pics for your amusement tonight.
Woah busy! I must say I am a little envious. I haven't been to that many bachelorette parties in my entire life. Getting married just isn't in fashion around these parts.
Here's to hoping you passed so you don't have to do it again!
Holy busy - and fun - year!
I once completely lost my sh!t because DH posted the most unflattering picture of myself on FB. He thought it was funny. He quickly found out his amusement was NOT shared by me.
// I love you too. //
Holy mad skills!
Also, this looks like the kind of stunt DD1 would try to pull. Kid has no concept of danger whatsoever.
A friend of mine (the hypochondriac who thinks she's fat) loves to post unflattering pictures of people on her Facebook. She's made it her schtick, as if that's going to make people suddenly laugh off having horrible pictures of them posted on a public forum. You can express your anger all you want, but she's like, "Nope, leaving it up." I think I really am going to start reporting the photos.
// I love you too. //
LOL - What was the feud about? Who was right? Did you win?
LOL
Kids were designed to give us heart attacks and age us prematurely.
// I love you too. //
I would report them. At the very least, she is posting pictures of you without your consent. I think that should be reason enough for you to get FB to take them down. What a biznatch
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It was a very detailed dream - let me just say that. We met at an awards show and she approached me with some 'tude and started asking me about being a single parent in a way that made it seem like she thought she was better than me. She was like, "So I heard you're a single mom. Why is it that you haven't found someone yet?" And I was like, "I don't waste my time on guys who are trouble, trouble, trouble." So she started badmouthing me in interviews, but it ended up that the general public was like, "Grow up forreals, TaySwizz."
What can I say? My fans loved me.

I have conceited dreams, lol.
// I love you too. //
I KNOW.
// I love you too. //
Not when you sort by last reply it ain't! BOOM!
Hahaha, I love you.
// I love you too. //
Bwah ha ha! That is awesome!
Hahaha, I lol'd at myself when I woke up. I was like, "Damn, me, that was good!"
// I love you too. //
That's right, peeps!
// I love you too. //