you should use Ola (they are generally cheaper and pay their drivers more)
I live in Perth. I am now inviting your cinnamon rolls and you to visit in a month, or inviting myself over, whichever works.
What level of dairy allergy do you currently have to eat for?
I’ve had a bad experience with an Ola driver (there’s no emoji for grumpy face…) which soured me on them a bit as Ola had no interest in resolving it.
Cooked is 100% ok. If there’s a cheese etc involved in the icing ( cream cheese) then it will have to wait until I raise my own tolerance in a few months time.
I went to see a studio apartment that’s just like… not currently inhabited by clean or drug-free people. It was Febreezed so much to cover up the weed smells that an hour later, I still smell like Febreeze. I’m gonna have to shower just to deal with the smell enough to be able to sleep.
My friends invited my kids over for a games night. While there my kids were utter assholes to each other, ending up screaming at each other and hitting each other. They are both in terrible trouble and I hate that my friends had to deal with that while I was at home playing on my phone.
Then I accidentally stated a blunt truth that my kids aren’t old enough for and they freaked out and my older kid had a panic attack.
And this blunt truth has been preying on my mind and happiness.
Smacky, this is not a tiny complaint. I wish I was in the same place so I could offer real support. I’m sorry that this terrible, scary thing is happening to you.
I can make a simple glaze without cream cheese. It’ll be delicious. Let’s organise a craft session with cinnamon rolls soon (once I’m no longer sick and thus a threat to you and your family).
Truly tiny complaint: my house is messy because I’m sick. I haven’t been well enough to clean and Mr H has been too busy working and looking after Ewok to do much else.
Ahh Smacky, I’m so so sorry.
oh thats not good at all. I am sorry to hear that
Tiny complaint: I’m not currently on my way down under for cinnamon rolls.
I stayed up very late, and realized very late that the three of us have very early dentist appointments. We will be tired at the dentist.
It’s not easy to make the dentist even worse but I managed it.
I don’t even have a baby yet, and I’m already sick to high heaven of unicorn shit.
Sometimes I have to be nice to people who think and say really ignorant, awful things. Non-response is about the best option I’ve got.
I’m nauseated, tired and moody. PMS time is not supposed to be anywhere nearby. grumble grumble
Backstory complaint - Kiddo was supposed to have the same teacher two years in a row, but his teacher last year got assigned to another grade.
Current complaint - I’m hoping for a phone call from kiddo’s teacher this week (whoever she may be) before Meet The Teacher on Friday to hopefully set up a time to meet that is not at meet the teacher. I’m growing increasingly concerned that we will have to brave MTT at the same time as every other set of parents at the school in a giant cattle drive. I hate crowds. Hopefully it’ll be less crowded than the Atlanta airport during rush hour, because that’s the density I’m expecting. (Last year we did MTT first thing Thursday morning the day before the general MTT since he’s in an ESE class. Next year we’ll be in with everyone else, I was hoping to avoid it for one more year.)
My flatmate (who I do not know) has been singing extremely off key and loud to the same 90s alt rock song at all hours on a loop, for days.
Why the hell does spinach (the kind that is not pre packaged in plastic but tied with a twist tie) have SO MUCH DIRT IN IT? Is it because it is mechanically harvested? Greens I grow myself have like 10% of the amount of dirt that this spinach has on it. GOD DAMN.
(I really should try harder at growing soft greens. Kale and collards and such are easy, but lettuce and spinach I find difficult, maybe because of the climate.)
My attempt to untie my drawstring ended in a tight knot instead, right when I really needed to pee.