Ever just want to tear your hair out, or someone else's? If you cannot restore a sense of balance, you will run away from home? Just want to say some things without the constraints of staying on topic? Well, this thread is for you! If you just need a short break to let it all hang out, be a brat, then come on, you can do it. No holding back! Go for it, you can do it.
On behalf of all my suffering brat buddies out there with narcissistic families, and hurting themselves to figure it out, I must try to help by cancelling those toxic christmas gatherings. Not exactly a Norman Rockwell painting?
Cancel it! I say, cancel!
A year without Christmas, you say?
Yes, you can do it and change your life!
My informed source tells me that volunteers are always needed at shelters for homeless people at Christmas because of increased demand - cooking breakfasts, doing the dishes, that kind of thing. I hope that as long as I am doing something in a good cause my kids will stop either trying to make me go to their houses or feeling guilty about me. The key to being able to say no seems to be having a legitimate prior engagement rather than saying to your would-be host "I would rather stick red-hot needles in my eyeballs than endure your household."
We all seem to hanker after that traditional family holiday. But God alone knows why!
I was at a family wedding ( my brother's son). I love this boy dearly and his new wife and her family are all sweethearts. But....
This was not their Parish church. They did the rehearsal with a different priest, not the one who actually married them. The officiant started the ceremony speaking Spanish and English ( not translating, just alternate sentences, or maybe just randomly code switching between the two languages.
It would have fine if he'd just SOUNDED like Ricky Riccardo. But when started proclaiming how great it was that his Church married only heterosexual couples, the congregation shifted uncomfortably.
And then, he launched into marital advice about what do do when the wife exploded in anger and screamed and yelled. My neice (sister of the groom) turned around and rolled her eyes at my daughters.
I texted my girls that I thought the priest was "priestsplaining" marriage. It was all downhill from there.
But when they brought out the white satin braided rope to wrap around the new couple, and asked them to light candles (was the rope flammable?), the tears started rolling down my cheeks and was trying so hard to suppress laughter.
I'm a terrible person.
You brats are all great!
I hope I make it to the lue.
Did I spell that right?
"When people flung their potty waste out of the window, they would shout “Gardez l'eau” [gar-day low]. That's French for “watch out for the water”. We probably get the word “loo” from this expression, although some people think it comes from “Room 100” which is what European people used to call the bathroom".
You heard it here first: Loo.
The other highlight was when my brother and SIL proceeded elegantly to the back of the church to brings the Eucharistic Gifts to the front, as they had been told to do during rehearsal; no gifts were to be had in the rear, so they just as elegantly processed back the aisle to their seats and pointed to the officiant that the gifts were already on the altar.
My SIL got VERY good use of her lovely navy chiffon ensemble!
I signed up to serve dinners at a local Episcopal Church and met the loveliest people. I was tired and sore at the end of the day and went out for Chinese food afterwards. I felt very good that evening.
But I feel so stuffed.
baked sweet potato, Mac n cheese, ambrosia, pumpkin pie, See's chocolate, maraschino cherries for a Shirley temple, honey baked ham, cranberries and sweet Hawaiian rolls
should I bother with a vegetable? 😋
(((Have a very Happy Thanksgiving)))
she pinched me several times the past couple of visits
She pinched you?
So sorry, she must have thought you were the turkey this year.
Did you get enough "light rain"?
The rain finally arrived here, and is a pleasant on and off again rain, mostly occuring overnight.
Tweety was lost today, I panicked, thinking he could have fallen behind something, and he suddenly got very quiet. Looking everywhere. But he found a new place overhead on the ceiling fan. Oh, there he is, looking down at me. Now I must dust the fan.
There is a light rain....a very nice day off for us both.
Oh, I already mentioned the rain. It has been so rare, and unlike the fear monger news had warned us about.
light rain ? It poured and was windy. Had to get pails at nearly midnight to try and keep rain from going under the cement slab. I still need to clean the floor furnace- I was cold last night
Living alone, I once called the army corp of engineers, who referred me to a guy who properly placed sandbags to prevent the rain water from entering under the guest house into the bedroom, which was sopping wet.
The sandbags can redirect the water away from your home.
Good idea CWillie, she can plant in the potting soil in the spring. Lowe's delivers.
I’m getting too old to be hauling 50 lb bags
At least we didn’t wake up to a 7 point earthquake