My husband is acting all butt-hurt because I said I would never to move to NYC even if he got staffed on a writing project there.
Ummm, did he get staffed on a writing project there?
No it was a hypothetical scenario. I personally want out of LA, he wants to stay for his writing. So we are staying. But when he brought up NYC I just said flat out no. It would never happen. If that really happened he can go and I'll stay and I can see him when the season wraps.
Can't say I blame you. NYC sounds like a fun place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there. No way. No how.
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My husband is acting all butt-hurt because I said I would never to move to NYC even if he got staffed on a writing project there.
Ummm, did he get staffed on a writing project there?
No it was a hypothetical scenario. I personally want out of LA, he wants to stay for his writing. So we are staying. But when he brought up NYC I just said flat out no. It would never happen. If that really happened he can go and I'll stay and I can see him when the season wraps.
Can't say I blame you. NYC sounds like a fun place to visit but I wouldn't want to live there. No way. No how.
I already hate raising a kid here, why would I go there? I told him I'd move to Michigan and he could join me when his hypothetical show gets canceled.
I already hate raising a kid here, why would I go there? I told him I'd move to Michigan and he could join me when his hypothetical show gets canceled.
Tell him he may get a hypothetical divorce.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
The same 23 pound butt cracked my trash can after tipping it over and sitting down HARD on it before I could get to it.
Washed DS new set of forks - with his help.
Fished a book and 2 Legos out of a bag headed for the trash.
Now, I'm being used as a pillow and enjoying the silence.
The joys of childhood.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
The same 23 pound butt cracked my trash can after tipping it over and sitting down HARD on it before I could get to it.
Washed DS new set of forks - with his help.
Fished a book and 2 Legos out of a bag headed for the trash.
Now, I'm being used as a pillow and enjoying the silence.
The joys of childhood.
I forgot to mention the joy of having Pop Tart sneezed all over your arm
At least it was easy to wipe off. Not so much when he sneezes fruit all over my arm. He loves those cutie oranges but I do wish he'd learn to anticipate sneezes rather shoving his mouth full of orange then sneezing.
The same 23 pound butt cracked my trash can after tipping it over and sitting down HARD on it before I could get to it.
Washed DS new set of forks - with his help.
Fished a book and 2 Legos out of a bag headed for the trash.
Now, I'm being used as a pillow and enjoying the silence.
The joys of childhood.
I forgot to mention the joy of having Pop Tart sneezed all over your arm
At least it was easy to wipe off. Not so much when he sneezes fruit all over my arm. He loves those cutie oranges but I do wish he'd learn to anticipate sneezes rather shoving his mouth full of orange then sneezing.
Don't post about pop tarts on a mommy board. You'll get shamed forever! I made the mistake of letting Gordito take a sip of my coke, now he just begs...
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
The same 23 pound butt cracked my trash can after tipping it over and sitting down HARD on it before I could get to it.
Washed DS new set of forks - with his help.
Fished a book and 2 Legos out of a bag headed for the trash.
Now, I'm being used as a pillow and enjoying the silence.
The joys of childhood.
I forgot to mention the joy of having Pop Tart sneezed all over your arm
At least it was easy to wipe off. Not so much when he sneezes fruit all over my arm. He loves those cutie oranges but I do wish he'd learn to anticipate sneezes rather shoving his mouth full of orange then sneezing.
Don't post about pop tarts on a mommy board. You'll get shamed forever! I made the mistake of letting Gordito take a sip of my coke, now he just begs...
I know right. I'm sure a lot of the things DS is allowed to have would get me shamed on a mommy board. One of the mommy groups I'm on on FB has a group of women who are rather self-righteous about all things child-rearing.
DS isn't allowed soda but he is allowed tea. Any bets that'd get me shamed too? How about goldfish crackers? Nutter butters? All those easy-to-take snack foods? I think the fruit pouches might meet their approval but they're not homemade so maybe not.
I need to buy new stuff for my canning class. It's a need not a want. Right? Of course. Now that we've established that... I want to buy a new cookbook but if I buy a supply of pectin WITH the cookbook I get a free canning ladle. I need to do this. Right?
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Cuts are coming at work and we all know it. Friday is the end of our fiscal year and there's been a TON of closed door meetings. Our biggest customer (40% of our revenue) has filed for bankruptcy, so there is no business sense to keep a full staff.
HR just went into my boss's office and shut the door. We are trying to hear through the walls, but they are being VERY quiet. I'm not worried at all. I've been involved in too many upcoming projects, but you never know. Even if it IS me, I will be OK.
Others, not so much...
Good luck O4. that was my company last week. The difference for me was the president accidently let it slip I was being reassigned. So I knew that at the end of the day Friday I would still have a job. I had no idea what my job would be, but I knew I had one. I know lots of people were on edge last week. We lost 12 people.
Thanks y'all. In a weird sort of way, I would be pleased if I was cut. I would get a years severance. And then I could watch the grandbabies all summer and save DD a ton of money. She couldn't pass THAT up, right????? :)
I would still have plenty of time to find a job. I has mad skillz and could easily find something...
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The same 23 pound butt cracked my trash can after tipping it over and sitting down HARD on it before I could get to it.
Washed DS new set of forks - with his help.
Fished a book and 2 Legos out of a bag headed for the trash.
Now, I'm being used as a pillow and enjoying the silence.
The joys of childhood.
I forgot to mention the joy of having Pop Tart sneezed all over your arm
At least it was easy to wipe off. Not so much when he sneezes fruit all over my arm. He loves those cutie oranges but I do wish he'd learn to anticipate sneezes rather shoving his mouth full of orange then sneezing.
Don't post about pop tarts on a mommy board. You'll get shamed forever! I made the mistake of letting Gordito take a sip of my coke, now he just begs...
I know right. I'm sure a lot of the things DS is allowed to have would get me shamed on a mommy board. One of the mommy groups I'm on on FB has a group of women who are rather self-righteous about all things child-rearing.
DS isn't allowed soda but he is allowed tea. Any bets that'd get me shamed too? How about goldfish crackers? Nutter butters? All those easy-to-take snack foods? I think the fruit pouches might meet their approval but they're not homemade so maybe not.
I do the fruit pouches. He can only have milk or water most of the time. Occasionally I give him some green smoothie. He's tried milkshake before at a restaurant. I don't do cookies at home, but then again we tend to not buy them. I've let him taste chocolate.
I live in an area that is all about crunchy granola child rearing. I'm definitely swing that way, but I vaccinate and feed my kid an omnivore diet.
People are super judgy about kids. I even had a mom scold me once about using the wrong shoes.
I use a regular ladle and no funnel.... I has skilz.
We have a large mouth funnel we use for Apple sauce and that kind of thing. Dad got it cause he ain't so skilled.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Thanks y'all. In a weird sort of way, I would be pleased if I was cut. I would get a years severance. And then I could watch the grandbabies all summer and save DD a ton of money. She couldn't pass THAT up, right????? :)
I would still have plenty of time to find a job. I has mad skillz and could easily find something...
I will pray God's will be done for you all.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Cuts are coming at work and we all know it. Friday is the end of our fiscal year and there's been a TON of closed door meetings. Our biggest customer (40% of our revenue) has filed for bankruptcy, so there is no business sense to keep a full staff.
HR just went into my boss's office and shut the door. We are trying to hear through the walls, but they are being VERY quiet. I'm not worried at all. I've been involved in too many upcoming projects, but you never know. Even if it IS me, I will be OK.
Others, not so much...
Awe, I bet some of your co-workers are very concerned about their jobs. I'll pray for all.
40% of the biz gone for now? The boss is gone. They still need the worker bees because that the customers that biz had will still need services but the boss is huge overhead. Reorg!
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My resume was submitted today by the recruiter. I am not sure if I want this particular job, only because of the commute, but I need interview practice so am going along with it, plus this company does have an office not far from me, a different division so I if I took the job I would have to wait a couple of years before I could ask for a transfer I think. But, Whatevs, practice interview.
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
I do the fruit pouches. He can only have milk or water most of the time. Occasionally I give him some green smoothie. He's tried milkshake before at a restaurant. I don't do cookies at home, but then again we tend to not buy them. I've let him taste chocolate.
I live in an area that is all about crunchy granola child rearing. I'm definitely swing that way, but I vaccinate and feed my kid an omnivore diet.
People are super judgy about kids. I even had a mom scold me once about using the wrong shoes.
Wrong shoes? Wow.
I'm working hard at going back to basics, so to speak, with what we eat for meals. I'm adding more and more stuff from scratch. Snacks, however, are either packaged stuff or fruit. Sometimes dry cereal. He eats whatever is put in front of him, which makes me happy. I don't do picky eaters.
I'm really proud of DS. He will usually eat the veggies first before moving on to other stuff. Tonight, he pilfered my broccoli after eating his own.
The same 23 pound butt cracked my trash can after tipping it over and sitting down HARD on it before I could get to it.
Washed DS' new set of forks - with his help.
Fished a book and 2 Legos out of a bag headed for the trash.
Now, I'm being used as a pillow and enjoying the silence.
-- Edited by chef on Wednesday 25th of March 2015 04:58:54 PM
I miss those days. 😥
If you ever come to AZ, you could act as DS' jungle gym for the day :)
I would do it! You know I would.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou