She better stick with the regular ornaments (but really, a tricycle?).
Storing a husband and children away in boxes 50 weeks out of the year is frowned upon in polite society, so it’s better simply to avoid the issue.
For me, having a husband and kids around two weeks out of the year would be two weeks too many. Whenever anyone asks me why I’m not married, I always say I would murder my husband and I never met a man worth going to prison for.
Before you start your own family holiday traditions should you not at least have a family of your own? I know, for Cathy, that is not necessary. Her mom sure does apply the pressure though.
I hope everyone had a fun Saturday today. Mine was fun but, yet again, spent in a dark theatre getting the lighting set up for our production of Scrooge which opens Wednesday.
JLChi 10 months ago
She better stick with the regular ornaments (but really, a tricycle?).
Storing a husband and children away in boxes 50 weeks out of the year is frowned upon in polite society, so it’s better simply to avoid the issue.
For me, having a husband and kids around two weeks out of the year would be two weeks too many. Whenever anyone asks me why I’m not married, I always say I would murder my husband and I never met a man worth going to prison for.
Grace Premium Member 10 months ago
I didn’t read this one when it was originally out and wondered how it ended. Now I can’t wait to keep following along :)
mistercatworks 10 months ago
Probably waiting for the children.
hendelca Premium Member 10 months ago
Before you start your own family holiday traditions should you not at least have a family of your own? I know, for Cathy, that is not necessary. Her mom sure does apply the pressure though.
I hope everyone had a fun Saturday today. Mine was fun but, yet again, spent in a dark theatre getting the lighting set up for our production of Scrooge which opens Wednesday.
rgcviper the black cat 10 months ago
Ya gotta start somewhere with family traditions—even if they’re being … strongly encouraged … by a certain someone. Hard to please ’em all, I suppose.
HI, MOM. Hello, Clan.