Today I am going to watch “My Fair Lady”. Steve fell asleep at 8:30 and I read two complete true crime books between then and midnight and need to do a hard reset.
Thank you for linking to your C&F column because HOLY SHIT how clueless are those parents who move TWICE A YEAR FOR THE HUSBAND'S JOB?! Were they a child before they had 4+ of them?! The cheery tone of "what can I do to negate the effects". Honey. STAHHHP.
(as for the husband... I would bet good money there is a whoooole can of controlling worms under there).
Hey friends. I’ve been going through some life events and I would kind of like to throw some of my stress into the ether of internet community and love.
My husband and I separated in August. We have separate apartments but are still theoretically trying to make things work. The year before we separated was really hard, escalating in yelling most nights. This really took a toll on me and I’m starting to feel like myself again finally. But when we see each other now it almost always ends in a fight or hurt feelings. I am finding it difficult to apologize even if I know it’s warranted because so much of that bad year had to do with the idea that I was doing everything wrong and I feel like I’m retroactively validating it. I am exhausted, and as an avid follower of r/rels I know that if I were reading this I would basically be like “get outta there girl” but I am finding that so much harder in practice. Now with Covid and quarantine it’s highlighting how much we still depend on each other for social interaction and emotional support but also realizing that the support I think is there doesn’t really exist in practice anyway. I am le tired.
Thanks for letting me share, and any good thoughts, vibes, or incantations are welcome. Love to you all.
The neighborhood listserv is starting to accumulate prayer requests for infected family members in critical condition. :( So far it seems like everyone has a ventilator available to them but it's going to get very ugly. I would dearly appreciate any prayers you can offer for my community.
the letter about the sex ed is. A Lot. and reminds me of so I was around that age during the Clinton scandal and I have a VERY strong memory of my mom asking me if I knew what Oral Sex was and a MORTIFIED me lying and said I did just to end that conversation. (I thought it was phone sex).
Nicky, your sign-offs always give me a pep in my step that I need. Also, it feels odd to call you Nicky. I've spent so much time telling my husband "My internet friend Nicole told me to buy [item from Sephora]."
Nicole yesterday my entire local family (mom, husband, grandparents, great aunt, regular aunt and uncle, both cousins) asked me to lead a conversation about last wishes and deciding who is the designated visitor if someone ends up hospitalized. It was my first day off in a month of responding to this nightmare and I spent an hour and a half on a call planning how everyone wants to die.
Your newsletter is a light in this dark timeline, so thank you for that. And I could use a lot of virtual hugs.
One of my twitter friends is teaching free online Zumba (Zoom-ba, lol) and I did it yesterday and gotta say, online zumba is the best way to try it, because only our fish witnessed my disgrace.
Good morning newsletter fam! We are awake and coffee'ing and trying to pretend to work diligently.
This was the first morning I woke up after having had a bad dream about a family member getting sick and then me getting sick and I am really not appreciating the creativity of my brain in this regard. I can already see the usual brand of anxiety dreams turning into plague dreams instead of being unable to catch the bus.
I also like Billy Joel and am unashamed about it. Scenes from an Italian Restaurant and The Downeaster Alexa are possibly my favourites but I am also very attached to A Minor Variation. My dad's band used to do You May Be Right when I was a kid and so I can sing that one all the way through too, since sometimes, at band practice, you hire the bass player's kids to pick up the melody while the singer has a smoke break.
i was just compulsively checking my email before bed (a great habit i hope to cultivate more during the pandemic!!!!!! it's all going great actually and we're fine here!!!) and i'm -so- glad i did. nicole, thank you for this wonderful birthday present.
Has anyone else noticed their mood depends on the weather more often than it normally does? It rained yesterday but the sun is out this morning and I feel like someone just handed me a very cute puppy to pet.
Good morning everyone. I would say that everything's going fine except that I have lost the ability to concentrate for more than five minutes at a time and my partner has started coughing. Not alarming at all!!
On the bright side... my college friends and I are gonna watch a movie together next week over Zoom.
Today I am going to watch “My Fair Lady”. Steve fell asleep at 8:30 and I read two complete true crime books between then and midnight and need to do a hard reset.
Tomorrow is a Tiger King open thread so if you have not yet seen it, it’s probably time. It is a shitshow.
Thank you for linking to your C&F column because HOLY SHIT how clueless are those parents who move TWICE A YEAR FOR THE HUSBAND'S JOB?! Were they a child before they had 4+ of them?! The cheery tone of "what can I do to negate the effects". Honey. STAHHHP.
(as for the husband... I would bet good money there is a whoooole can of controlling worms under there).
good morning Nicole and gang.
Did you know that the Animals recorded "House of the Rising Sun" in ONE TAKE?
Looking forward to visiting New Orleans again someday.
Hope everyone and their loved ones are well and safe.
Hey friends. I’ve been going through some life events and I would kind of like to throw some of my stress into the ether of internet community and love.
My husband and I separated in August. We have separate apartments but are still theoretically trying to make things work. The year before we separated was really hard, escalating in yelling most nights. This really took a toll on me and I’m starting to feel like myself again finally. But when we see each other now it almost always ends in a fight or hurt feelings. I am finding it difficult to apologize even if I know it’s warranted because so much of that bad year had to do with the idea that I was doing everything wrong and I feel like I’m retroactively validating it. I am exhausted, and as an avid follower of r/rels I know that if I were reading this I would basically be like “get outta there girl” but I am finding that so much harder in practice. Now with Covid and quarantine it’s highlighting how much we still depend on each other for social interaction and emotional support but also realizing that the support I think is there doesn’t really exist in practice anyway. I am le tired.
Thanks for letting me share, and any good thoughts, vibes, or incantations are welcome. Love to you all.
The neighborhood listserv is starting to accumulate prayer requests for infected family members in critical condition. :( So far it seems like everyone has a ventilator available to them but it's going to get very ugly. I would dearly appreciate any prayers you can offer for my community.
the letter about the sex ed is. A Lot. and reminds me of so I was around that age during the Clinton scandal and I have a VERY strong memory of my mom asking me if I knew what Oral Sex was and a MORTIFIED me lying and said I did just to end that conversation. (I thought it was phone sex).
Nicky, your sign-offs always give me a pep in my step that I need. Also, it feels odd to call you Nicky. I've spent so much time telling my husband "My internet friend Nicole told me to buy [item from Sephora]."
Nicole yesterday my entire local family (mom, husband, grandparents, great aunt, regular aunt and uncle, both cousins) asked me to lead a conversation about last wishes and deciding who is the designated visitor if someone ends up hospitalized. It was my first day off in a month of responding to this nightmare and I spent an hour and a half on a call planning how everyone wants to die.
Your newsletter is a light in this dark timeline, so thank you for that. And I could use a lot of virtual hugs.
One of my twitter friends is teaching free online Zumba (Zoom-ba, lol) and I did it yesterday and gotta say, online zumba is the best way to try it, because only our fish witnessed my disgrace.
Good morning newsletter fam! We are awake and coffee'ing and trying to pretend to work diligently.
This was the first morning I woke up after having had a bad dream about a family member getting sick and then me getting sick and I am really not appreciating the creativity of my brain in this regard. I can already see the usual brand of anxiety dreams turning into plague dreams instead of being unable to catch the bus.
I also like Billy Joel and am unashamed about it. Scenes from an Italian Restaurant and The Downeaster Alexa are possibly my favourites but I am also very attached to A Minor Variation. My dad's band used to do You May Be Right when I was a kid and so I can sing that one all the way through too, since sometimes, at band practice, you hire the bass player's kids to pick up the melody while the singer has a smoke break.
i was just compulsively checking my email before bed (a great habit i hope to cultivate more during the pandemic!!!!!! it's all going great actually and we're fine here!!!) and i'm -so- glad i did. nicole, thank you for this wonderful birthday present.
Finally, the chink in the armor. How DARE Steve.
Has anyone else noticed their mood depends on the weather more often than it normally does? It rained yesterday but the sun is out this morning and I feel like someone just handed me a very cute puppy to pet.
That Judy/Barbra duet made me cry.
Good morning everyone. I would say that everything's going fine except that I have lost the ability to concentrate for more than five minutes at a time and my partner has started coughing. Not alarming at all!!
On the bright side... my college friends and I are gonna watch a movie together next week over Zoom.