The kid should be here any time now. LOL he called me to say he was "running late" and that it was because the homeless pushed the trashcans and a lot of their stuff into his backyard, and then .... heads went through it.
I'd suspect exaggeration but I've SEEN his back alley man, that plus, yikes I am SO GLAD he has a dog. I love living in South Tucson sometimes, all of our (mostly transient) homeless collect by the single Circle K although yikes I am thinking we are getting a Walmart soon and I hate to imagine what THAT could cause. Although, the bonus being if you need, say, "An onion," well, you don't have to drive 20 minutes each way to go get it. Etc. It's a double edged sword.
I am surprisingly and SURPASSINGLY excited to like, but the child some new clothes. It's almost more exciting (although looking back, I sort of wish I had not TOSSED so many pairs of work pants, really, thinking "I will never need these," although I would have had to have gotten them all taken in, anyway).
But yes, spending on your kid, it's like, more fun than spending on yourself, "I look at it as an investment in my genetic future." That plus I want GRANDKIDS.
LOL, by the clever gambit of "Soylent" I was able to convince the kid to like, let me buy a cheap pair of work shoes that he ACTUALLY had to promise to wear to job interviews. He agreed. Normally I would have my Doubts but I also said he could get sneakers plus the kiddo is surprisingly Sweet and Awesome these days, he tries really hard to treat "everyone' with kindness, forethought, and consideration, then gets really angry if he fails.
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How well I remember those days, as if they were yesterday, as if the WERE in fact yesterday. LOL. My little brother called it (I am generally seen as the force of darkness and dissent in my family of origin). LOL. He said, "No, Anna, it's not that you want everything to suck. You actually want everyone to have the best outcome possible and you work hard to try and make it happen, because you genuinely value people being happy. And, when it inevitably fails, well that's when you turn into a wild, crazy creature, because you really WANT everything to be good, to an unrealistic degree."
LOLOL. The husband and his day three of recovery from food poisoning is all wandering around darkly saying stuff like, "I have failed you." I tried some general cheering up but then I left him alone because basically, when I felt that way, I wanted to be alone a large part of the time.
I'm sure that day will come again. But I'm feeling fairly sociable at the moment. I'm sure it'll pass and whatnot. LOL.
Anna
You in Southie?!!!
I'm in Hyde Park. I'm a transplant, though. The last time I attended a pig roast was in Weymouth. Just one of those couples who liked to throw HUGE outdoor food gatherings. Honestly, I didn't want to look at it.
They were in my garden, in my sisters garden (hehe), on the lawn and some were walking down the drive way.
