I’m actually worried I may one day forget about Four Seasons Total Landscaping between the crematorium and the dildo store and I don’t want to live in a world where I don’t have that memory.
As parents of two unlicensed teenagers, we are full time taxi drivers. We see them twice a day. Once as they’re leaving the house, once after they’ve texted “actually can you collect us we have no way home.”
My favourite thing is this conversation:
Me to my husband - “Can you try this? Does it need more salt? Is it gross?”
Husband - “No, it’s good. It’s actually REALLY good.” Takes another bite.
“I know.”
My kid has asked for a mayonnaise themed birthday party. Previous birthday themes have been oranges (the fruit, not the colour), Queen (the band, not the person), and pickles. I think her goal has been to watch me fail and I think she finally won this year.
8 hours of work. ~100 cupcakes baked, 60 cupcakes decorated, 20 cupcakes trashed (respect the science and substitute ingredients at your own risk), 20 extras frozen.
Started looking at vacations for our 20th anniversary and my mind has decided that I’m not good enough to go on a couples-only vacation. I haven’t figured out why, but my anxiety is at a 10 and somehow pictures of the beach make me feel like shit. What the fuck.
I had a wisdom tooth removed a couple hours ago. I can’t spit, I can’t swallow (twss), I can’t use a straw, can eat or drink anything hot, if I brush my teeth, I have to let it drool out, the hole needs to clot, but I need to keep it packed with gauze. I AM SO CONFUSED.