Today's primary peeve: GPS, google maps, that keeps trying to change my chosen route! I swear, it's worse than Doug in the movie Up: SQUIRREL! Oh look, I found ANOTHER alternate route! No thank you, I do NOT want to drive through 40 miles of corn fields, zigzagging all the way! I want to stay on...
I don't have that much experience, but we are surrounded by beef cattle, often with bulls included. They appear very placid and pay no heed to either the humans around nor to my stupid Sheltie who occasionally runs out there barking at them. Peaceable beasts they are, no matter what breed they are.
Oh this made me cry too, reading about it! How old were these men when this happened? So glad they both survived! I lived on a Holstein ranch briefly in my early 20's and I will tell you that bull was terrifying! He was kept penned but whenever I had to walk past it, he would snort, bellow and...
Dude. Just drop it in some soapy water. Or oil. Or oily lotion. Bam, dead. And you don't risk burning your fingers on a hot stove, impaling your fingers on a needle or dropping the tick while you're trying to pull its nearly invisible head off. IME, rubbing alcohol just gives it a nice swim. But...
I think his humor/ cynicism extends, or maybe even originates, primarily with himself tbh. I mean above all, he does not take himself seriously. Which makes it impossible (for me at least), ever to be mad at him.
Correct me if I'm wrong: atheism being the belief that there is no God, and...
My brother claims to be a Pastafarian. Something about a Flying Spaghetti Monster and wearing a colander on his head ... he has an irreverant sense of humor though and likes to tease me.
You can buy a sign at a stationery store, I think, that says No Soliciting. If people still ring your doorbell, they are in violation of a city code and you can call the police and file charges.
There are socks that don't. Google no-slip socks. I love my Feetures. Mine are designed for people with plantar fasciitis. Pricey, yes, but def worth the cost!
Unless you grow up knowing, it's never easy. My twin brother and I were told on our tenth birthday that our sisters were actually our half-sisters, that mom had been married before and they had a different dad. On top of that, they had a brother who'd been adopted by my mother's brother. We had...
My XH used to say "Yosemine" instead of Yosemite, even though I kept trying to correct him. Looking back on it now, he probably did it just because he knew it annoyed me. :rant ETA :smack