I keep thinking I’m hearing someone knock on the door. I go to check, but no one’s there.
Do you have a dog? This is one of the few things where my dog’s barking is not a nuisance. If it’s really a knock, my dog will go nuts.
NA, I hope your boy is feeling better by now.
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They bark uncontrollably and incessantly at any living thing that they see within eye/ear-shot. Then, after they’ve tired out from that, they’ll start howling. As soon as one starts the other will join in. Finally, they’ll come to me for reassurance that everything’s going to be okay.
also
Also, my post was in reference to Mr. Itas’ closing comment in his post.
I should have made it more obvious that I was just being a fitb.
Ah, I’m not so quick today.
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Boys. Husband is also sick with a stomach bug. Lots of caretaking to do today!
But yes, my son finally stopped vomiting last night, now enjoying a sick day from school and snacking on ginger ale and crackers.
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That was the enjoyable part about getting sick - for me, growing up it was 7UP & buttered-toast (cut into four pieces length-wise) & probably potato chips. 
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No worries. You have better things to do today than trying to decipher my dad-jokes.
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This. Not getting sick at all for 2 years makes it seem more shocking when you do.
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I won’t post this in the insomnia thread because I’m not that bad, but for some reason I couldn’t get to sleep until about 3AM last night.
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She seems angry.
It’s better with sound. The accent is ridiculous. (Though surprisingly close to the real thing)
I’m standing in line in the store to collect what should be a curbside pick up order. There’s one very slow cashier.
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Going back down to see family this weekend. Not going to my hometown, which is having a reunion of a number of HS classes this weekend + other stuff.
Classmate: “Are you going to [reunion] this weekend?”
Me: “No.”
Classmate: “You’re going to be close, I thought you could come by.”
Me: “No, you know I hate [town], and hate going there unless I have to. This is not a have to. I’m spending it with Mrs. Hoffman’s family and seeing a couple friends I haven’t seen in a while.”
Classmate: “We haven’t seen each other in a while, either. You know, I’m being inducted into [thing] and I thought it would be nice to have you there.”
Me: “Yeah, I saw. Congrats on that. Still not going.”
Classmate: “You know, you’ll never get inducted into [thing] with that attitude. Maybe you should apologize to people for your thoughts about [town] and [school]. I could talk to people about it while I’m there, try to help smooth things over so you can get in like you should be.”
Me:
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And you already graduated high school? Because that attitude from your former mate sounds quite immature.
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Yeah, you tell him, “Look buddy, I was already nominated to Who’s Who Among American High School Students four years in a row. What other honors do I need?”
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I managed to get excluded from my high school reunions because the folks who planned such moved all communications onto Facebook, and I’m apparently the one person who doesn’t do Facebook.
Apparently I’m listed among the “Lost”…despite the fact that I’ve had the same phone number and email address in the alumni directory since before they made the change in communications.
(I went to my 10th, but the folks I would have liked to have seen didn’t attend. I didn’t get invited to my 20th because I wasn’t on FB, but from what I saw when I briefly was on Facebook to close down my late mother’s account, those folks did make it…and something must have happened because a different group of folks called/attended a 25th. 30th was during the pandemic; it looks like the second group of folks attempted to coordinate an out-of-town pub crawl despite the pandemic, so I’m not upset that I didn’t get an invite.)
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I live in the same city I went to high school in, and the high school is affiliated with a church where if my classmates don’t actually attend, many of their families still do, as do mine.
So I doubt I will go the rest of my life seeing any of them ever again, but I probably will go the rest of my life without attending another reunion. I went to the five year because we were all still kids, but I’ve put too much effort into building an identity outside of my upbringing, I don’t know that I will ever want to revisit.
Plus, I was voted the equivalent of most likely to succeed…and I did succeed. Can’t expect people as important as an actuary to have time for such things.
The entire thing is set up to make a handful of people feel good about themselves for they did for a select group of people, and then people who graduated from there get misty-eyed and yeah, I remember all the good times we had in high school, let’s go back and relive them and …
Like I really want to go back to a town that contributed nothing to who I am or did anything to help me achieve what I have. [When Dad was there and I had to go anywhere in town, a successful visit was “no one recognized me” because the last thing I wanted was to have a pithy conversation with someone I already loathed or didn’t care about.] I really had (have) no interest in being around past teachers who spent far more time being a road block to what I wanted to accomplish, telling me “you can’t do that” with regularity and then being critical when I proved them wrong.
Yeah, no - as Tom Cruise said best: “fuck you. No, really - fuck you.”