«  
  »

Annual ritual

I wrote the posts below 7 years ago. Now it’s been 13 years, and there are still bad days.  Very very bad days, when I think it should have been me.

Intro

Beginning

The fight begins

fighting the good fight

Losing

Immediate Aftermath

Share this post
April 22nd, 2012 | Category: family |
Share this post
| 5 comments - (Comments are closed)

5 comments to Annual ritual

Flickr

magicians scarfhourglass sucksStitches South 2013 haul

Twitters

Tumblr

  • Thar she blows!

    Large Boobed Friend: So my friend thinks I should get a sleeveless wedding dress.
    All of us: NO WAAAAY!!!
    LBF: Right? I told her, how would I even support my body in something like that, and she said "It's called boning, duh!"
    Me: Oh my god, you'd need, like, the WHOLE WHALE!

  • dave-vriska:

    jacklullaby:

    jacklullaby:

    unfollower:

    men should take advantage of the lack of dress code rules set for guys and wear mini skirts and tank tops to school every day

    OH MY GOD  LAST YEAR THE DUDES ON MY CLASS HAVE DONE IT

    AND THEY GOT ALL CALLED IN THE PRINCIPAL’S ROOM

    BUT THEY DIDNT GOT IN TROUBLE BECAUSE

    THEY SAID EXACTLY IT “BUT THOSE RULES ARE ONLY FOR GIRLS”

    I’M NOT EVEN JOKING

    image

    heroes

    My brother, Aaron, did this once. The principal called my mom to let her know her son wore a skirt to school. My mom said “Well?  Is it against the rules?”  

    The principal got flustered and said, that, well no, it’s not, but that it was causing a distraction and that was against the rules.  Mom wanted to know if she needed to bring him clothes to change into, and the principal said no, Aaron had worn shorts under the skirt, so he just had to take the skirt off.  

    So mom finally asked “Well then why did you call me???”  The principal didn’t really have a good answer to that one.  

  • Wet dog

    Sadie: I HAVE TO GO OUT
    Me: What? You just peed an hour ago. And it's pouring down rain out there.
    Sadie: I HAVE TO POOP
    Me: You hate the rain.
    Sadie: I HAVE TO POOP NOW
    Me: OK then.
    Me: *later, at her pooping spot, in the rain*
    Sadie: I NO LONGER HAVE TO POOP
    Me: What? You were DESPERATE to go, five minutes ago.
    Sadie: I DON'T LIKE THE RAIN. I DON'T HAVE TO POOP.
    Me: I am not falling for this. 10 minutes inside, and you'll be crying to go out again.
    Sadie: NO I WON'T.
    Me: We are staying out here until you poop.
    Sadie: I HATE YOU