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Nothing says "Let's give thanks for all of our blessings" like getting up at the crack of stupid o'clock the next day to buy more stuff.

#SadBeigeBaby

I hate when people say "Oh, by the time you get to that point, you don't even care who is looking at your business." That's like saying "By the time you've been shot and stabbed, you don't care if you get kicked in the head." Getting to a point where you are so bereft of privacy and dignity that you just don't give a damn anymore who is looking at your genitals? Don't try to convince me that is acceptable or even tolerable.

The dish does not traditionally include nuts, so the whole point of the one they were served was the set up for the nuts joke.

But the server said he didn't like it because he doesn't like nuts. Cue the testicle jokes.

I'm always curious when people make comments like this about "celebrities". Unless you know them personally, how do you come to this conclusion? (no, a quick encounter at a Meet and Greet event does not give you insight into anyone's true personality).

Sadly, there are probably many songs with that refrain.

All public buses in London are accessible, with ramps and dedicated spaces where a wheelchair or scooter user parks and sits. There are countless public bus routes that are great for site seeing. They chose, for the sake of drama, to take private tour buses, then complain how hard it was to climb the stairs to the top. She could have stayed on the first level and still seen the sites, just like they all did when it started raining.

My Spotify Wrapped commented on my "thirst for knowledge" because I listened to so many minutes of podcasts. It didn't comment that they were all Sister Wives Professor, Everybody's Business But Mine, Surviving Sister Wives, Psych Legal Podcast, Sister Wives: Love Should be Multiplied Not Divided... Not so much "knowledge"

Now take a look at the dust that has collected ....

A young colleague is assisting me on a file and I asked her to write a letter to the client. The substance of the letter was straight forward, so I assumed she could handle it without me double checking. The letter she sent began "Quof and myself are..." I told her to never write to anyone on this file without sending me a draft to proofread. Not for content but for grammar. Good God, this woman has 3 university degrees.

So you don't like half of the ingredients. Like those people who review recipes and say "One star. I don't like A, B or C, so I substituted X, Y and Z. And boiled instead of fried. It tasted awful." 😃

What?

Luckily I only have to buy for a couple of people. I had hoped to get something personal and support local businesses, but I'm immobile due to an accident a few weeks ago. So there will be no in person shopping, nor any Christmas baking from me. I hate giving gift cards, but that may be what they all get, sent straight from Amazon. My mother does not need a single thing, and each year I try to convince her to simply forego the entire exchange. It stresses her out to try to buy something for me, and I work really hard to come up with some things she might enjoy (she doesn't enjoy much). We don't see each other, just send gifts by mail/courier. In recent years, I have convinced her to do less and less, so this year may be the year I truly do nothing. As a concession to the season, I'm trying to find a local florist that will deliver an elaborately decorated fresh wreath for her front door.

Hey!! Hey! I thought we were friends???? Despite having practised law for what seems like a donkey's age, I am many years away from being a "senior". Small voice - perhaps I just post like a grumpy old lady?