09Jul
Day 3-
Dear Dad. WTF did YOU do the grocery shopping? And, for the LOVE OF GOD… why buy junk food when you KNOW Mom and I are trying to diet.
Shortbread cookies? REALLY?? REALLY?? You don’t even LIKE them… yet you keep buying them thinking this brand might be different. Just a reminder, MY FAVORITE KIND OF FRICKING COOKIE IS SHORTBREAD YOU DIET DESTROYER, YOU! Sigh.
I can resist the Hostess Cupcakes. I’m meh on those. Buy em all you want. But for the love of GOD, PLEASE, stop with the search for a shortbread cookie you like because, honestly, YOU DON’T LIKE THEM.
Signed
Your Loving Daughter
P.S. PICKLES MAN… WHERE ARE MY FRICKING PICKLES?!?!?!!? GAH!
03Jun
Today, I am sad.
I found out, just a few moments ago, that the author David Eddings passed away today. He was 77 years old.
My first thought was, “77???? WTF? How is it even POSSIBLE that he’s that old.” And then… I thought…
I first read the works of David Eddings when I was in college. One of my best friends introduced me to his writings. The fantasy genre was not ever something I had been curious about, but I respected my friend Gary so I gave the books a shot.
I LOVED THEM!
I began to search out things he had written before and followed the things he published after. His books taught me an appreciation of a genre I NEVER thought I would enjoy much less dive into and devour. Gary taught me to give things a chance even when I don’t feel drawn to whatever it may be.
Thank you both for making my world broader and more enjoyable.
04May
HOW MANY TIMES??? Jesus!
I’m having some problems with Shecky. He seems to think if he continues to explain HIS position on a subject I have already handed down a verdict on I will change my mind.
This… does… not… work.
It doesn’t work for me or for him. We both end up frustrated and angry and annoyed. (I swear to you I’ve done the thing where you put your thumb and forefinger a lil ways apart, squint and then “squish” someones head a ZILLION times lately!)
His behavior seems to get worse right before his dad comes to see him and right after his dad leaves. This past weekend I tried to head that off by forcing the two of them to spend time JUST WITH ONE ANOTHER and it seemed to help some. There was no meltdown when his dad left Saturday night. Let me tell you, THAT was a welcome change.
However, this morning the mouth was at it again. Sigh. I’m so TIRED of dealing with this crap alone. I DO NOT UNDERSTAND how TRULY single parents do it!
**Raises glass of wine to you** You have my respect, admiration and awe!
