Meh.
I truly wish I had something really interesting to tell you all, but I don't. What's new? My grandmother has kind of slipped back to being ill, after a week of doing very well. She is apparently not eating very much and the aide reports her being confused. Which of course goes straight to my aunt, who whips herself into a frenzy of overreaction and overly-protective feelings generated from the guilt she has about living in Michigan. So my mother went down to Jersey yesterday. Such is the nature of Aunt's overcommunication that the moment she got off the phone with my mother, she immediately called the office phone, and I got to hear the news in stereo, because my mother was already explaining the situation to my father. I mean...did she think my mother was not going to tell him? Or us? I don't get it.
School is winding down. One assignment left, for the odious Diversity class. Though I've been trying to just not speak to my professor, I did receive communication from a classmate, who assured me that it was most certainly NOT just me that was WTF-ing at the entire syllabus and the instructor's behavior. For my next trick, I shall completely fabricate and entire report! Thank you, I'll be here all week.
Pete's still jobless, but he's working on it. He made an interesting comment about doing the dishes yesterday. I started doing the dishes and he said I should have made him do it, because he doesn't have a job. And I was like.....what? He's feeling worthless, and I understand. But that doesn't mean he's less than human and I should treat him like a servant. I told him I had a whole list of crap he could do if he was feeling like he needed a purpose.
This weekend, I intend to actually leave the house, unlike the previous weekend, during which I left the house only to go to the grocery store and the "Indian Festival" that actually transpired on the PREVIOUS weekend. Pete, for some reason, refused to believe the logic behind "Well, the article is dated the 14th, and says THIS Sunday, which would have been LAST Sunday." So we went, and though I could tell he was about to say something like "Maybe we didn't see it!", I cut him off at the pass by mentioning that it would be nigh impossible for us to miss Rockland County's entire population of people of Indian descent standing in the mall parking lot eating samosas and getting henna tattoos.
I have yet to go to the Faire, even though I very much want to. Perhaps Sunday.
School is winding down. One assignment left, for the odious Diversity class. Though I've been trying to just not speak to my professor, I did receive communication from a classmate, who assured me that it was most certainly NOT just me that was WTF-ing at the entire syllabus and the instructor's behavior. For my next trick, I shall completely fabricate and entire report! Thank you, I'll be here all week.
Pete's still jobless, but he's working on it. He made an interesting comment about doing the dishes yesterday. I started doing the dishes and he said I should have made him do it, because he doesn't have a job. And I was like.....what? He's feeling worthless, and I understand. But that doesn't mean he's less than human and I should treat him like a servant. I told him I had a whole list of crap he could do if he was feeling like he needed a purpose.
This weekend, I intend to actually leave the house, unlike the previous weekend, during which I left the house only to go to the grocery store and the "Indian Festival" that actually transpired on the PREVIOUS weekend. Pete, for some reason, refused to believe the logic behind "Well, the article is dated the 14th, and says THIS Sunday, which would have been LAST Sunday." So we went, and though I could tell he was about to say something like "Maybe we didn't see it!", I cut him off at the pass by mentioning that it would be nigh impossible for us to miss Rockland County's entire population of people of Indian descent standing in the mall parking lot eating samosas and getting henna tattoos.
I have yet to go to the Faire, even though I very much want to. Perhaps Sunday.