It's what's for dinner
Toys R Us, why you no have Pinkie Pie ornaments left??? Do you not understand how much I need one? And when do you get truck because I'mma need to stock up on bait while it's buy one get one free. Especially since the Pinkie Pie/Sweetie Belle set is included. While I'm yelling at TRU I might as well shake my fist at Target, too. No Canterlot blankets in store anymore? Are you kidding me? I refuse to pay eleventy billion dollars on eBay when you have it still online at fifteen bucks. Except, oh, you're out of stock there, too! And Walmart? ...stay classy, Walmart. Stay classy.
I'm feeling very sarcastic today. And looking at my hands? Kind of like a pink Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.
I think last night was one of the more healthy visits I've had with my parents ever. For the most part everything felt genuine and honest. It was weird, but I liked it. Most of the time I can just go and pretend life is okay but yesterday was just not happening so they asked what was wrong. And though I pretty much knew what was coming I just let it all out anyway. I'm like a bird that keeps flying against a window, hoping one of these times it'll be different from what I keep experiencing. Last night actually was. Somewhat.
My mom didn't fully understand at first. She was like, "That's good that you're better! Now you can get a job!" Which...okay, I know it probably sucks to talk about your kids and when people ask what they do, having to somehow creatively tell them I don't work and then have to - or not have to, IDEK - explain why. It probably sucks as much as actually being the 31-year-old who has to say she's on disability. *shrugs* Sorry, not much I can do about it. So I told her pretty much what I said here yesterday, about how employment would be awesome, EXCEPT.
It was nice to have Dad kind of back me up. He knew exactly what I was saying and I think he got how I was feeling. Mom was like, "There's going to be a new Job Lots opening next to Best Buy," (WTH is a Job Lots?) and you know that space is huge so they're going to be hiring a lot of people." Okay, that's cool. Except that whole thing I just said about bad days, no one wanting to keep me after calling out, perpetual job hunt. And then there's the whole thing about how I have no car of my own and Concord is a half hour drive away. "Whelp, guess you'll just have to move back in with us."
It was mean, but I couldn't stop myself from laughing right then and saying, "Yeah, that's not going to happen." Thankfully Steven came out of his room and saved me from furthering the conversation. Dad made amazing bacon and mushroom hamburgers for dinner (comfort food, yum!) plus there was Key Lime Pie for dessert and Wipeout was on last night. WOOO! Except I am going to have to get over my snarliness every time Vanessa Lachey comes on screen. I've never really liked her, plus she's replacing Jill who was pretty much wonderful.
Anyway! fingers bending is becoming increasingly challenging so I'm going to wrap this up now.
kbai
I'm feeling very sarcastic today. And looking at my hands? Kind of like a pink Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.
I think last night was one of the more healthy visits I've had with my parents ever. For the most part everything felt genuine and honest. It was weird, but I liked it. Most of the time I can just go and pretend life is okay but yesterday was just not happening so they asked what was wrong. And though I pretty much knew what was coming I just let it all out anyway. I'm like a bird that keeps flying against a window, hoping one of these times it'll be different from what I keep experiencing. Last night actually was. Somewhat.
My mom didn't fully understand at first. She was like, "That's good that you're better! Now you can get a job!" Which...okay, I know it probably sucks to talk about your kids and when people ask what they do, having to somehow creatively tell them I don't work and then have to - or not have to, IDEK - explain why. It probably sucks as much as actually being the 31-year-old who has to say she's on disability. *shrugs* Sorry, not much I can do about it. So I told her pretty much what I said here yesterday, about how employment would be awesome, EXCEPT.
It was nice to have Dad kind of back me up. He knew exactly what I was saying and I think he got how I was feeling. Mom was like, "There's going to be a new Job Lots opening next to Best Buy," (WTH is a Job Lots?) and you know that space is huge so they're going to be hiring a lot of people." Okay, that's cool. Except that whole thing I just said about bad days, no one wanting to keep me after calling out, perpetual job hunt. And then there's the whole thing about how I have no car of my own and Concord is a half hour drive away. "Whelp, guess you'll just have to move back in with us."
It was mean, but I couldn't stop myself from laughing right then and saying, "Yeah, that's not going to happen." Thankfully Steven came out of his room and saved me from furthering the conversation. Dad made amazing bacon and mushroom hamburgers for dinner (comfort food, yum!) plus there was Key Lime Pie for dessert and Wipeout was on last night. WOOO! Except I am going to have to get over my snarliness every time Vanessa Lachey comes on screen. I've never really liked her, plus she's replacing Jill who was pretty much wonderful.
Anyway! fingers bending is becoming increasingly challenging so I'm going to wrap this up now.
kbai