Anonymous wrote:There were jalapenos in the cornbread.
Anonymous wrote:Going through a divorce and one of the things we’re fighting over is the parenting plan, so nothing has been signed yet. As per the custody schedule we’ve been following, I have DC Thanksgiving Day and xH has her Friday-Tuesday. I had asked xH if I could have DC an additional day (Friday) because some friends were in town and he said absolutely not, his parents were visiting for thanksgiving and to see DC, and had already bought their plane tickets. So I dropped it and didn’t push for the extra day.
Found out yesterday that xH’s parents aren’t coming and never got tickets. I asked if I could have a couple extra hours on Friday morning because DC wanted to sleep in and get breakfast. xH again said absolutely not and expects me to be at the custody exchange site promptly at 8am. Not because they have plans, but just to stick it to me.
On the bright side, whenever he pulls crap like this I’m extra grateful that I left him. He’s a spiteful, controlling person and this thanksgiving I’m thankful I don’t have to live with his miserable @$$ anymore.
Anonymous wrote:Oh yeah and I can’t quite say that dinner with ex is a pleasant experience. But I feel like a good mom so there’s that
Anonymous wrote:I was looking forward to spending the day home alone--I've been working a lot lately. In the middle of the night I woke up with sharp abdominal pain which got worse and worse and progressed into full blown stomach virus. I didn't even get out of bed (except to be sick) until well after noon. It was the worst pain I've ever had. Just now starting to think I can keep some liquids down. Lordy, so much for a relaxing day at home, going for a run with the peloton app and maybe a movie. I slept most of the morning--either sleeping or writhing in pain. Starting to slowly feel normal again. Happy Thanksgiving!
Anonymous wrote:It’s 7:15 pm and the food isn’t ready.
Anonymous wrote:It’s 7:15 pm and the food isn’t ready.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:This morning I was telling my husband that I was planning to run to the store because I forgot something and my mom loudly asked if I could pick-up some glycerin suppositories for her because she is really constipated.![]()
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Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:There is not going to be any 7-layer jello this year because Aunt Carol is going elsewhere, and I am bereft. I love that jello.
Ooh, do you have a recipe? I mean, I guess you don’t or you would make it.
I do know how to make it, but the layers have to be applied at 3-hour intervals so it's kind of a project.
This jello is so frustrating. I tried to carry on the tradition and just could not get it right. I applied the next layer too soon and got breakthrough or too late and they didn't stick together. I don't know what the secret is these old Aunties have mastered. I normally don't have problems following recipes.
I am glad we are not the only family who still has jello. Ours has no layers but is made with wine and lemon juice.
I need to see this recipe. You’ve piqued my interest.
We always have some Jello shooters for Thanksgiving too. It helps lubricate tongues for after dinner political discussions.