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confessions
I discovered yesterday that the entire first season of America's Next Top Model is on YouTube. So I started watching it while I was sewing. It used to be a far less annoying show - they didn't scream all the time, they didn't cry, Tyra wasn't a completely insane caricature of herself.
I hate my bangs. Hate them. So much. They look fine if I put gunk in them right after I shower, then blowdry, and then flat iron a little (but not too much because then they look like straw in a broomstick), but if I don't get them dry immediately they curl up in different directions, or they frizz out, or they decide to part in a strange place. Or all three. And apparently my hair grows like an inch every three weeks, so they constantly need to be trimmed. I need easy hair. I'm thinking of going back to lesbian hair and going brown because I'm lazy.
Related confession: I got my bangs looking nice three days ago and have not washed my hair since then.
We just ordered PenguinBot t-shirts. I'm so excited. I'm so excited. I'm so...scared that we're going to end up with a bunch of t-shirts that no one buys.
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I want a PenguinBot shirt!
My hair is falling out at an alarming rate. To the point that it almost makes me cry every morning. I know it is a temporary side effect of gastric bypass surgery, but I was hoping that I wouldn't have a problem with it. Luckily I have tons of hair to spare, but I can feel how much thinner it has become. My hair has been the one thing that I've always liked about my appearance. I ordered a bunch of vitamins last night that will hopefully help, and I'm tempted to buy some Nioxin shampoo and conditioner to try, but I'm freaking out.
My hair fell out a few years ago when I was crazy stressed and dropping weight like crazy. The Nioxin really helped. And biotin.
Last weekend I got sucked into a Hannah Montana marathon. Seriously, I watched like 7 episodes in a row.
Looks like we're not buying this lovely house after all. True we low-balled them (we offered 15% of list), but were prepared to negotiate to about 10% below ask (which, btw, is about $25k above what comps are selling for in the area). They refused to negotiate with us at all. They claim their house is worth what their neighbors got - difference is their neighbors have a larger piece of property and an extra 2000 sq feet of living space in their house. I'm so over this house stuff.
3 out of 4 dead babies agree! pepsi is better than coke! - EdithBouvierBeale
Lordy. Grow some balls and stop lurking. It's like stealing from the internet. Jesuschrist. -- AudreyHorne
I hate love and marriage. I got married so I could destroy these things from the inside. - NoisyPenguin
It's a good thing my circle of trust is as giant as my vagina. That only leaves a couple people out. - Cali
NP, I feel the same way about my bangs sometimes. But other times I really love them. However, when they grow really fast and they get stuck on my eyelids when I blink, I contemplate yanking all my hair out. The idea of growing bangs out sounds scary.
Is that the one where she touchers her fingers together to freeze time? "Would you like to swing on a star, carry moonbeams home in a jar, and be better off than you are, or would you rather be on earth?" That one?
I'm getting my hair chopped off tomorrow, probably around 11" going to locks of love. I'm so excited, and completely terrified.
Not helping with the terrified part... our biggest work event of the year is Monday. Hopefully I'll figure out how to style my new hairs by then. I also got a really amazing dress to wear, so worst case scenario, hopefully everyone is looking at my dress, not my hair.
Maybe I don't have a heightened sense of smell, but I've never smelled any vagina on my pants. -- TSD
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This is long and petty:
I've been fighting with Mr. Spiderman this week about food. If you'll recall, he is the pickiest eater on the planet so I spend a lot of time looking for recipes that he'll eat (because if it were up to him, we'd have the same thing every single day....seriously). I've been successful at adding a few things to the rotation, but lately he's gone all toddler on me. Things he used to like, he doesn't like anymore. And he's not open to trying anything new, god forbid. This is driving me up a wall.
I finally got annoyed when he proclaimed the chicken and dumplings as "too salty" despite the fact I sprinkled no more than 1/4 teaspoon of salt on the chicken and used low sodium broth. I told him I'm not cooking for him anymore. I'm just going to cook for myself and he can make whatever he wants for himself.
I do find myself still venting about it though, and I need to let it go.
But then last night I made a pear crisp. He begged me to let him have some (I had joked he couldn't have any, but he thought I was serious due to the previous argument). So he calls to me from the kitchen, "Hey, the pear crisp is really watery. Like....really watery. Should I dump the water or do you think it'll congeal if it sits a while?" I don't know because I've never made pear crisp before, but I say to dump the water because it's probably just from the pears.
He comes downstairs and tells me it's really good, but he keeps talking about all the water. I guess I wasn't interested enough in getting to the bottom of this whole watery pear crisp mystery because he just kept talking about it. Then he says the thing that makes me want to scream: "You should ask my mom." Because, like a lot of boys, he thinks his mother is the end all be all when it comes to just about everything. She's the best cook in the world, don't you know. I'm sure she could solve my watery pear crisp problem! ARGH! It's so annoying.
Despite all this, we've talked and he knows how I feel. We've worked it out, but I am still clutching to my animosity over the situation. I wish I could let it go.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
Yep. That one.
3 out of 4 dead babies agree! pepsi is better than coke! - EdithBouvierBeale
Lordy. Grow some balls and stop lurking. It's like stealing from the internet. Jesuschrist. -- AudreyHorne
I hate love and marriage. I got married so I could destroy these things from the inside. - NoisyPenguin
It's a good thing my circle of trust is as giant as my vagina. That only leaves a couple people out. - Cali
My husband has some faults that drive me nuts (surely not! you're thinking, right?) but THAT....THAT would make me cut off his nuts, Cali. Seriously.
I critique my cooking. ME. You eat it and tell me how phenominal it is.
And if he EVER told me to ask his mom about something to do with food I would laugh..oh how I would laugh. The queen of bland? I'm pretty sure there isn't a spice in the house.
This would take me straight to homicidal. Ex used to do this a LOT. Or it'd be more like "That's not how you cut a pepper" and we'd argue for 10 minutes and then finally we'd get to "Well, my mom never cuts peppers like that."
Well congratulations and your mom is a super cook and all but i AM NOT YOUR MOM AND THIS IS HOW I CUT A FVCKING PEPPER.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
This would take me straight to homicidal. Ex used to do this a LOT. Or it'd be more like "That's not how you cut a pepper" and we'd argue for 10 minutes and then finally we'd get to "Well, my mom never cuts peppers like that."
Well congratulations and your mom is a super cook and all but i AM NOT YOUR MOM AND THIS IS HOW I CUT A FVCKING PEPPER.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
if you had revealed this stuff during your marriage or say, during the announcement of your divorce I would have totally understood what was going on. I even would have understood why you left your mom there with him.
Cali I admire your ability to hold back and not dump the water out on his head......That's quite aggravating.
I'm very glad my H does not like my MIL's cooking either. He has some weird fondness for her burritos (smashed pinto beans, rice, onions, and cheddar cheese--so bland), so I indulge him occasionally.
My MIL is a great cook. We swap recipes all the time.
Unfortunately, my husband is cursed with the ability to forget everything he has ever eaten five minutes after eating it.
Me: Is there anything special you would like me to cook?
Him: Nope, anything's fine
Me: How about (insert dish)? Did you like that?
Him: I can't remember. I'm sure it's fine.
::I make dish::
Him: Have we had this before?
Me: ::headdesk::
I'm currently 11 weeks pregnant and my mother in law has given her congrats to her nephew on their baby and not uttered a single word to me.
If there is anyone I wish to get stabby around she's the one.
I was going to post but then JenM showed up so now I'm not sure what to say.
So I will say, Jen, that your sig pic is very nice.
He is pretty brutally honest about my meals, though. He thinks I'm a great cook, but he doesn't hesitate to let me know if he thinks a recipe sucks. If he told me I should do something more like his mom, or anyone, I think rage would come out of my pores. There would be no more pear crisp for him, that's for sure.
The nerve!
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Well I do lurk once in a while Fallin....I just felt like posting today.
I'd more so like to confess about my deep hatred for my MIL......that was just an example of why I hate her so much.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
You guys don't understaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand. He knows his mom is a good cook because his friends used to always want to eat at his house when he was a kid. PROOF! She can do anything!!!
Really though, his mom is a good cook. She's no better cook than mine though. They both have some dishes they cook really well and each of us is partial to the way our own mom made things.
So a few random things:
Carls Jr. chicken strips are awful. Really, really awful. I saw a woman outside dressed in a barely there loincloth, bikini top, and what appeared to be dried mud smeared over her entire body. No shoes. It's a nice day, but it's still only about 52 degrees out.They're putting up the Christimas tree in the town square and it's a tiny Charlie Brown lookin' tree. It's pathetic. We live in Oregon....could you not have found a taller, fuller tree? Harshing my buzz, man. Harshing my buzz."That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
I know you guys don't like sad stories but I have become a little obsessed with this: http://www.findmarisol.com/
I just sat here sobbing for, like, 5 minutes. Full on uglycrying. Why haven't they found her yet?
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
I'll bite. I'd like to hear more about Jenm's MIL.
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!