The mun has informed me October 24th is national throw a short person day…. Time to get the tape measure out and measure my brothers 💚
“Oh, we understand, lass,” Wilhelm hand-waved this with a smile, blue eyes happily aglow when he saw the young couple take each other’s hands, and how Randall grinned boyishly at his bride-to-be, clearly thrilled to bits about getting married to his ladylove. “We understand, and as we said, your secret is absolutely safe with us.”
He hated that they had to hide, though-he understood why, of course, he knew there would be some truly horrendous consequences were the outside world to find out that the missing de Clair daughter was hiding out with a poor Irish family (to say nothing of her keenness to marry into said family), but that didn’t mean he hated it any less. He wanted desperately to yell to the world that his boy was getting married, he wanted to tell his fellow employees at work all about the sweet girl that was set to be his daughter-in-law, and how happy she and her son were. Granted, they’d probably tell him to shut up when he got too talkative, but still, he wished he could just enthuse to anyone and everyone about this joyous time in his son’s life.
At least he could enthuse with his family, his smile not at all fading as he watched Randall lean over and kiss Emily’s cheek, with June remarking, “Your enthusiasm is so infectious, you too! Reminds me so much of your father and I, Randall, how excited we were, when we were engaged, and looking forward to our wedding.”
my new coworkers have been making 69420 jokes in the company-wide group chat for the last 20 minutes oh my god this is it… this is the good place
This is not true, but it feels like it could be, so actually my desire to reconnect with judaism is entirely driven by my epilepsy, because i forget things so easily and so frequently, and reconnecting with a fundamentally lost familial culture is an act of remembering, and that is something that feels increasingly special
i’m so ready to pass out tonight fghdskjg, tomorrow is my day off.. i’ve had to train people the last four days in a row…. i also found out i work 50 hours (including one 10 hour shift LOLLLLL) thanksgiving week………. jfc ….
He’s not letting me take the scarf back :C
He’s worn it all day since I got home, it’s supposed to be in the ‘oh shit we forgot this person’ holiday gift pile. He actively fought me taking it.
I guess it’s his now?
This year I’ve more or less managed to hold myself together but not this week I CAN FEEL MY STRINGS MAN how much longer before I stop. Yes, stop. When(?) will I end
“Ma and I had a similar talk,” Randall replied, stretching out a little in his seat as he pressed a soft kiss to Emily’s forehead, saying, “She wanted to let me know that wasn’t upset with either of us, and was really just glad that she and Pa knew now, so she considers everything water under the bridge.” He still felt a lingering sense of guilt, that being said, but he was glad to know that his mother was understanding of why they did it at all, and was glad to know the truth-the better to keep the secret, after all.
“After that, we sort of started talking about her and Pa’s courtship,” he continued, running his free hand through his tangled black hair. “How much she loved being with him, even though other people in town disapproved, and, uh…weren’t always kind when they were out together.“ Their neighbors certainly made their displeasure known when June and Wilhelm passed them by arm in arm, and while it would sometimes cut the date nights short, it did nothing to dampen either their spirits or their love.
“She said she didn’t let anyone or anything stop her from loving Pa, and…she’s glad that we’re doing the same,” he smiled to her. “She really likes you, and she’s happy that we’re together. She told me about her courtship with Pa, and how happy she felt being with him-before she met him, she said she felt like her life was…pretty boring, really, y’know, working day in and day out. But then he came into her life, and completely changed it for the better. She said…she said it was like having the sun shine on you after a rainy day, being around him, and, well…I said I feel the exact same way, being around you.”
Honestly I am so sorry for just venting so much on here it’s not healthy and I know I need to work on it I just usually only have those thoughts late at night or other times where it just isn’t feasible to talk to anyone else and by the time therapy time comes around I’m not thinking about it as much.
Everyone around me: have better boundaries. Stand up for what you believe in.
Me: *establishes a boundary and enforces it tooth and nail*
Everyone around me: why are you being a bad person??
i just wanna have it be november right Nowww