I'll Paypal the money for drinks for the two of you, if it's needed.
Come on by, I make a killer Manhattan and also very dry martinis. For snacks I have jalapeno flavored potato chips - just a few and everything is just fine.
I don't remember my mother ever telling me that. Of course, she always told me to clean my plate, there were starving people in China. (It was the 50s.) That is why, to this day, I feel guilty when I leave food on my plate. Consequently, that is one of the reasons I'm overweight. I'll shut up now.
My mother said that too.........I rarely listened. kudos to you.
Sure, she told me that. And I chose to ignore her.
Heh.(Ancient joke from my childhood: "Mommy, mommy, I don't want to go to Europe!" "Shut up and keep swimming!")
I need to learn to do this at work, the doctors office, the grocery store and probably everywhere I go. Enjoy the drinks.
I hear you.
Come and sit by me.
Do you mean you don't want to say anything about John Edwards today?
My children have learned snark from me...and how ugly it is.... Yep, mom said it and I ignored her...!
You're too nice.
Silence is golden. Well said...
All mothers say that. Luckily, I ignored her. I ain't no fucking Trappist monk.
If I followed that, my lips would be sealed in all but Republican Free Zones. :-(
Lots of drinks. Then, maybe some talking...
He he. Barbara already claimed my riposte to this one.
My mother told me never to let anyone silence us. But she did say to keep it respectful, which is probably why I don't swear. Darn her!Regards,TengrainPS - Gibson's tonight (with the French Gin, Citadel), or Sidecars. Haven't made up my mind. I've never felt that I needed a snort before, but this week...
And that makes all of us.
maybe the entire press political and gossip world could take that advice
After reading ALL the posts I have missed...how appropriate to end up with DRINKS!!! And lots of them to boot. The novel project and now drinks, what more could a mother ask.
Sparkling water with fresh lemon, Gurrrl. And a brisk walk beats a fried snack any day.You're worth it, Lisa. Treat yourself right.
...and as for your mother's advice (translated into Modernese as, "STFU, bitch!") I never was any good at making nice when I felt like a dragon. Always felt it was like holding in farts; doomed to failure, and so much less satisfying than just letting 'er rip!
My Mother's famous comments were:A seething "Wait till you have kids of your own"(Damn that curse!)That & "he/she/they mean well". She also posed that gripping question:Do the Queen's feet stink???Mom is a rare gem.
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