What's making you happy today?

[Sundae]

Long convo with Ali.
Talked to her two older sons and a girlfriend (not Ali's)

It helped. Anytime I talk to Dwellars it helps.
I might even eat now. Or chew at least.

[Aliantha]

. Go on, stuff yourself. Hehe

[infinite monkey]

Spent yesterday going to IN for my future niece-in-law's (my oldest nephew's fiancee) graduation. she be a physician's asst. we all love her and are very proud. met her wonderful cat at her apt. went to dinner. it was a long day but very nice.

today is a big party for my youngest niece's 1st communion. more family! It will also be a good day.

as weird as it is i can already feel the relief of not having that sick to my stomach sunday night/monday morning torture. i find myself thinking of work that needs to be done, then remember it isn't my mess, or problem, anymore. that part is good.

[footfootfoot]

You could be a professional relative. Gotta figure out a way to get paid for these gigs.

Wasn't there a movie with some old lady who would crash weddings or funerals or something and insinuate herself into the families? Everyone just assumed she was someone's aunt or grandmother.

[infinite monkey]

i would be a great pro relative!

was it an old movie? can't place it.

[footfootfoot]

I have a picture of Angela Lansbury in my head. It was in color and I think it was either the 90s or late 80s.

It might have also been a subplot to another film.

[infinite monkey]

Harold and Maude? They both went to funerals, that's how they met.

[Sundae]

I woulda beena great funeral pro back in the day.

I had the chutzpah to take plastic food-saver boxes to any catered event.
If it wasn't nailed down I'd ask if I could take it. Flowers included. I knew from my catering work that that they were usually composted before they'd even wilted.

And at events where free drinks were limited, I targeted drivers/ teetotallers for their drinks tickets. That was before I had a real problem with alchofrolics; it was just about getting maximum benefit from the evening.

I'd be rubbish now though. No food. No drink witout guilt. I'd still sing, but that was always for free anyway.

You can come to my fun-eral, Infi.
In fact you're all invited. I mean all Dwellars, not suggesting IM has multiple personalities.
Just wear pink. And bring your own drink.
And try to give the 'rents a lickle bit of cash - planting daughters is surprisingly expensive, it turns out.

In this country you're not allowed to cook and eat us.
I can't even find a country where you can.

[footfootfoot]

Originally Posted by Sundae

In this country you're not allowed to cook and eat us.

Is that so?

[Sundae]

It was the subject of many complaints actually.

In the same way some men are vehemently homophobic, but secretly more gay than an Easter Parade, I think the complainers really wished they could really eat their rellies.

[Ocean's Edge]

but I look truly hideous in pink

[Sundae]

CITE!

[classicman]

Originally Posted by infinite monkey

i can already feel the relief of not having that sick to my stomach sunday night/monday morning torture.

Yay! Let the healing begin.

[Nirvana]

The white cheddar macaroni and cheese with bread crumbs and the egg and flour breaded, butter fried, yellow Morels I had for lunch!

[Sundae]

Mum's going to a funeral on Friday and the family has asked that people wear something pink as requested by the deceased.
Mum came off the phone from arranging to meet old friends beforehand and said something along the lines of, "Oh noes! No pink in my wardrobe."
And I looked at her something along the lines of, "Woman, WHAT?!"

Came dowstairs with an armful, and that's after deselecting things she wouldn't even consider.
It wasn't orange or yellow or green; pink I can help with. And that's the part that made me happy.

On a sadder note.
Well, nowhere near as sad as a death but I never met this person.
In fact I can't remember ever hearing their name.

My tiny sad is that I've had to give away three more treasured skirts.
One I was considering wearing tomorrow because it's May and it's nice and light and airy for sitting long-time on public transport.
They gotta go, I'd be showing my arsecrack within 5 minutes walk. Skirt falling down, not wearing a micro-mimi.

I don't mind switching down sizes. Of course!
And many of the clothes remind me of how I felt about myself at the time.
But now and then there will be something I was bought new, and I got to try it on and everything (as opposed to many clothes bought on eBay just because they happened to be the right size and price, ie 99p)
They were presents.
Letting them go is like shedding a skin. Good, but a bit itchy. Metaphorically speaking. Apart from the pubic lice.