My spouse doesn't believe me, but unless I am hungover, napping invariably makes me feel 1000% worse than when I started out. He is capable of taking hour-long naps and truly feeling rested afterwards, whereas I simply feel like hot garbage. I'm not sure if I'm envious of him, or if I am simply okay with my state of non-napping. Both, probably.
I’m so bad about the first item that literally every time my boss calls me into his office for something, he opens with “don’t worry, you’re not in trouble” because he knows me all too well now.
Fortunately I don't work in the medical field, because mine is "antibitotics". Every. Single. Time. And then I say it out loud to myself and giggle at my stupidity.
I love that line so much! I plan to casually drop this into conversation in the very near future.
Even people in the rest of high-school-football-crazy Texas make fun of that stadium. In no small part because it is/was already falling to pieces.
Oh my god, the Dairy Queen thing! I have to send that to my husband. He worked at his small town eastern Montana DQ in high school, and I have heard for YEARS about how they made everything from scratch and didn't buy the frozen pre-made vendor stuff. That particular DQ is no more, I believe, but he'll be happy to know the tradition is being carried on elsewhere (Moorhead is actually where one of his sisters went to college- the Midwest runs deep with that clan!)
Oh man, Carman! I had forgotten about Carman! Basically all of my contemporary Christian music knowledge came from my half-sister who was raised in a much more religious household than I was, and she would bring all of her terrible music for the two weeks a year she would come to visit. So much Amy Grant. My sister is 40 now, so she was right in the Amy Grant/mid-80’s sweet spot.
Wasn’t there some big scandal with either Michael W. Smith or Steven Curtis Chapman having an affair with some other singer? I remember knowing just enough about who these people were for it to be fairly scandalous at the time.
THIS IS DEAD ON ACCURATE. Especially the card games. My god, the card games. Of all the many faults my in-laws find with me, I think my lack of interest in/outright loathing of card and board games ranks pretty close to the top of the list.
I have NEVER understood the whole Jehovah’s Witness thing with him. All the J-Dubs I’ve ever known look and act like the Duggars.
This is absolutely NOT the appropriate response re: mushrooms growing in your house, but when I read that yesterday I just immediately pictured some charming cottage in the woods where perhaps an elf or a hobbit lives, and I thought “eh, that’s not so bad!” I realize that’s not the reality of the situation, but still! And I swear to jeebus, if this biblical deluge we’ve got going on in Texas doesn’t stop soon, I very possibly WILL have mushrooms growing in my house. Enough already.
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