Please, please, please. I’m begging you.
It’s not the university’s fault your kid didn’t get their housing forms in on time.
Get your diabetes under control or else? Or else what? I don’t know…I haven’t thought through that part yet.
I wish I could say I find this surprising. But the nonsense came in the front door.
Would it kill you to get me the heart monitor results before having to deal w that biopsy? Would like to deal with a single medical issue at a time pls.
Man I am so happy that I have you as my friend. I would be so lonely out here without you.
I don’t make enough $ for this…
Phew, not as bad as it could have been.
WHY can’t our clients pay their invoices on time?? And really, a bounced check??
You have been my D’s boyfriend for 2 1/2 years and you can’t even wish me happy birthday?
And now, this. Make the appointment and be sure it’s nothing.
Really? You’re asking me now for your daughter’s college mailing address? She has been there since August, she is moving out in a few days, and her birthday was 8 days ago. And you haven’t even talked to her enough to know that she won’t be home for the summer? You kinda suck as a dad.
You couldn’t leave the woodchuck alone? You just had to have a close encounter? You know it’s going to be stitches and the cone of shame for 10 days, right?? And we’ll be lucky if it costs us less than $200.
Forget “like” or even “dislike”. We really need a “beating my head against a wall here”option
Even long and winding roads with u-turns and detours will get you to the destination. So proud of you for your perseverance! Happy graduation day!!!
Elitism at it best!
So not only stitches and the cone, but they’re keeping you overnight. A tad north of $200, I’d guess.
I am a terrible mother. I can’t figure out which kid sent the book from amazon addressed to “mommy stradmom.” But thanks, thoughtful child…
Bottom line: $540. And that’s after the $365 discount that you gave us because DH is your third cousin.
I am so excited for your graduation next week, you have worked hard, you have been wonderful. But I am surprisingly sad, the end of your “childhood” feels like a loss, I’m not ready to let go. I keep having dreams where you are about 5, and I wake up crying because I can still feel your hand in mine as we crossed the street