Who do you want to kick out of O13? I want a name, not a politician answer.
Y'know, at first, I was all, "Maybe LC# is just misunderstood...maaaybe she's coming off wrong," because I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt. For far too long. But the last couple times she's chimed in, she's seemingly done so for the sole purpose of being a know-it-all poopsock. Like, the "gates" thread. Really? Can you just keep that arrogant, #iknowalltheanswers #youredoingitwrong attitude to yourself?
Not saying "I love you," back to my husband when it said it to me the first time. It was two weeks after we met, in a bar, when we were drinking at my BIL's birthday party. I waited until we got home, which made him nervous, so he launched into this awkward, "Well if you just wanna be friends, that's cool, I understand," which made me ugly cry. I thought it was too soon, he was a rebound, yada yada yada.
Moral of the story: follow your heart, take risks, and when you love someone, don't wait until you have snot running down your face to tell them.
Oh man, excellent question! But the first thing that came to mind is the movie Pleasantville. TV show, probably Firefly because I want to hang out with Wash.
Would you rather have a giant booger hanging from your nose all day and have everyone point and laugh at you or be able to get rid of it but only by eating it?
Have you ever started your period in public and not known or been prepared?
Not since high school, and I only realized it because I got up to sharpen my pencil and noticed it on the seat. Luckily, I was wearing dark jeans, so I sat back down and slid off the chair to try to wipe it off on myself. Then I went home at lunch (because we could do that, back in the old days) and changed. I don't think I've ever shared that story!
He's totally mellow and laid back. He doesn't have our anxiety (yet) and I hope he never does. He is such a happy, chill, baby -- and I'm loving that he's starting to play with us. He's so much fun!
I think I mentioned this weeeeeks ago in a FFFC, but they're not painted right now. I still have a teeny bit of orange nail polish on my big toe that's been there since the night before I was induced. I wanted pretty toes if my legs were gonna be in the air all day. That toenail painting session took an hour of stretching and grunting on the floor and now I can't bring myself to paint over it. When it's gone, on its own, I will be racing of to get a pedicure!
What is the meanest thing you have ever done to someone in real life?
Not called a friend back when her dad was dying. We still don't talk to this day because I flaked. It just hit too close to home and I couldn't be there for her, emotionally, at the time. If I could explain that to her, I would. Especially since we both have infants now. I miss her.
why do people press harder on the remote when the batteries are dying?
For the same reason they push the already-illuminated elevator call button. Because #peoplearedipshits. And impatient. And egotistical, thinking that if THEY do something, it's the right way.
Re: @hlb622 AMA
Y'know, at first, I was all, "Maybe LC# is just misunderstood...maaaybe she's coming off wrong," because I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt. For far too long. But the last couple times she's chimed in, she's seemingly done so for the sole purpose of being a know-it-all poopsock. Like, the "gates" thread. Really? Can you just keep that arrogant, #iknowalltheanswers #youredoingitwrong attitude to yourself?
/endrant
#dontbanme
Not saying "I love you," back to my husband when it said it to me the first time. It was two weeks after we met, in a bar, when we were drinking at my BIL's birthday party. I waited until we got home, which made him nervous, so he launched into this awkward, "Well if you just wanna be friends, that's cool, I understand," which made me ugly cry. I thought it was too soon, he was a rebound, yada yada yada.
Moral of the story: follow your heart, take risks, and when you love someone, don't wait until you have snot running down your face to tell them.
Death & Dying during my undergrad at CMU.
(Fire Up, Chips!)
I'd probably eat it.
I want to believe in the Megalodon, but I think it's a myth. These are my favorite sharks:
These are my favorite:
I #loveallthetrees because I'm a #naturenerd like that.
Sink, toilet, shower, floor.
And I use separate rags and/or Clorox wipes for each area.
I have one of these, so the cleaner thingy is new every time. Toilet brushes skeeve me out.
This and ONLY this:
Man, all these toilet questions...I HAVE TO PEE.
or
Dogs. These are our first three babies...
For the same reason they push the already-illuminated elevator call button. Because #peoplearedipshits. And impatient. And egotistical, thinking that if THEY do something, it's the right way.
Side note: These are the same people.