Okay, I’m out
I generally enjoy the banter, wit, and sarcasm that comes with one of @jouest 's posts, but since I’m not stoked…,
(Health care, so always worked or was on call or whatever, at least a part of the weekend) (family wise, only child, with a singleton of my own who doesn’t live close as we long ago decided to make our own ‘holiday’ times as it saves money and when she was little I was generally working)
Oh, time for a tale
When she was in high school, they were supposed to write an essay about a family holiday tradition. I didn’t like it because I felt it was christian focused with the way it was assigned.
She took it on with her usual brand of letter of the law. She wrote about the year that she and my partner of the time made tacos on 12.25 and brought them to the hospital where I worked and fed not only me but the intern who was working that day. She said that it’s not what you eat, or how you decorate, or what you believe, it is how you act and when she brought in food to go with her essay, she brought in hamburgers.
Can you tell I love her to death.
The turkey breast I’m picking up from the local BBQ place later this afternoon.
Okay, I’m out
I generally enjoy the banter, wit, and sarcasm that comes with one of @jouest 's posts, but since I’m not stoked…,
(Health care, so always worked or was on call or whatever, at least a part of the weekend) (family wise, only child, with a singleton of my own who doesn’t live close as we long ago decided to make our own ‘holiday’ times as it saves money and when she was little I was generally working)
Oh, time for a tale
When she was in high school, they were supposed to write an essay about a family holiday tradition. I didn’t like it because I felt it was christian focused with the way it was assigned.
She took it on with her usual brand of letter of the law. She wrote about the year that she and my partner of the time made tacos on 12.25 and brought them to the hospital where I worked and fed not only me but the intern who was working that day. She said that it’s not what you eat, or how you decorate, or what you believe, it is how you act and when she brought in food to go with her essay, she brought in hamburgers.
Can you tell I love her to death.