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September 25, 2008
Dropped 3 eggs on the floor this morning. Stepped in dog poop. I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and took a header over a pile of folded clothes... clothes I was too tired to put away. All I wanted the other night was a piece of toast with a slather of The Mother's Raspberry Jam. It was 1:00 a.m. I had just returned home... toasted the bread to perfection... slathered with butter and all that jammy goodness. I bit, I chewed, I moaned with delight. On the last bight I noticed a nice layer of mold on the crust. I think, possibly, I killed a squirrel on my way to work. I could barely function through the day. And I don't want to talk about it. The Mother of The Bride spent the entire reception doing tequila shots in the kitchen. I got behind a spitter... a man driving ahead of me spit out his window 6 times. Spit 5 and 6 hit my windshield. I was enraged, and then felt guilt when I watched him turn into the cancer center.
Posted by Foodwhore at September 25, 2008 11:04 PM 
Deep breaths. You can do this! Tricking for family... man. We do pot luck for a reason.. people complain a lot less when their work is sitting there next to yours! Posted by: Renee at September 25, 2008 11:42 PM RX: Lemon Drops by the pitcher-load. Repeat as necessary. Posted by: LeeAnn at September 26, 2008 06:45 AM Why is it that hearing about someone else's problems makes your own feel better? Drink lots of Lemon Drops and maybe you won't drown in anything else! Posted by: Laura at September 26, 2008 06:49 AM Spitting is: the. most. disgusting. thing. EVER. I am sorry he turned into cancer center, but I *HATE* spitting. Dear FW... fill up on lemon drops and hope the weekend is over QUICK. And then, practice saying "no" to family tricks! Posted by: LisaInCT at September 26, 2008 10:06 AM As a cancer survivor, I gotta say that your rage and disgust at the spitter are wholly justified. Icky Icky Ewwww!!!! You have nothing to feel guilty about - you didn't say or do anything to him. No action, no foul. Being sick is NOT an acceptable reason for poor behavior (it might go towards an excuse, but that's different). Besides, unless you got a really good look at him and could tell that he's in treatment, he could very well be an employee rather than a patient. Posted by: Lisa at September 26, 2008 12:03 PM Hmm...and I thought I was having good times with broken water heater and getting rear-ended at a red light. Lemon Drops, drink them up yum!!! Posted by: Jen at September 26, 2008 04:59 PM I accidentally ran over a squirrel in my apt parking lot when he zinged left when he should have zinged right. I was horrified, but felt I had to do the right thing and scooped up his little warm body with a piece of cardboard and disposed of it. I couldn't bear to leave him out in the open. I cried for three days. That was almost 3 years ago. My eyes are watering up right now. Posted by: Laura at September 26, 2008 08:00 PM After over a year of reading your wonderfully funny blog, I am finally compelled to de-lurk....that squirrel deserved it. Do not feel badly for him, no sorrow, no guilt....nothing! Posted by: Mary at September 26, 2008 09:28 PM wow sounds like my whole week..lol hang in there Posted by: Jennifer at September 28, 2008 06:16 PM  |