Dec 10, 2019
There is no way to unsubscribe from group text messages. None. You can opt out on Facebook group messages — but not group texts to your phone.
The very worst type of group text messages is when it’s family doing the texting.
I know this because I’m currently in the middle of group text Hell. Let me set the stage…
- I have a family member that is ill and that’s who the text messages are primarily about
- I have a family member that is kind and compassionate — but also “takes charge” when anyone in the family is sick — and that’s who started (and continues) the texts
- I have many family members who are very religious and when asked to pray, they respond with a prayer typed into the group text
- Every single one of my family members gets up at the ass crack of dawn
Don’t misunderstand… I want my relative to get better! But I do NOT want to be awoken with my arm vibrating (Apple watch) and my phone dinging just to hear about my cousin having a bowel movement. To be clear — if I get sick and anyone talks in group text about my rectum, they better hope I don’t make it.
Yes, I’m grumpy. I have a new evil puppy and I’ve been woken up every single morning for the last 5 days by group text notifications primarily about poop.
Oh, and did I mention my outside Christmas lights lasted about 30 minutes before going out for no apparent reason?
Sep 25, 2019
Spent the day with one of my favorite humans yesterday — my brother, Scott. He spoke for Jackson County Industrial Development’s 35th reception in the evening, but the day was filled with pumpkin pie and signing books.
Although we talk on the phone a bajillion times every day, we don’t see each other that often. He’s in Vegas… I’m in Indiana. Both the owners of new phones, we took a few selfies to test the cameras and to record the day.
Look at the size of his head, would you?
It’s HUGE!!
Obviously, he got ALL the brains and simply needed a head to hold all that power. Compared to him, I’m a pea-head. I’m lucky I can remember my own name.
Jun 9, 2019
Some days are just good — yesterday was one of those days for me. The pesky non-neighbors are back in Indiana, Perry had the day off, Ben was here to entertain, and Coco was celebrating her birthday. You party hard if you’re 9 and it’s YOUR party.
Of course, I remember birthdays from my youth — way back when you got one gift and your brother got one too. ONE GIFT, you guys. And a cake with candles. Speaking of candles… obviously by the number of them on the cake in the photo below it was MY special day. So why is my brother all puckered up blowing them out?
It’s a lot different in 2019 — and for Coco! She opened way too many cool items (although I’m not sure exactly how I feel about an LOL dog collar).
The weather even cooperated yesterday. It wasn’t too hot to sit in the patio room and just yack about nothing. Spending a day with family without the pressures of work? It doesn’t get any better than that!
May 4, 2019
Have you seen the meme where all you see sticking out of a huge body of water is two hands giving the ‘thumbs up’ sign with the caption, “meanwhile in Indiana?” I’m pretty sure that originated in Seymour. I wish it would stop raining — but some people don’t care what it’s doing outside so long as it’s not snow.
Although Ben’s birthday was last week, we celebrated (AGAIN) today since Coco wasn’t at her Mom’s for the weekend. Of course, no one complained. Certainly not Coco — eating seafood followed by a stop at Target for an LOL doll for your Dad’s birthday is the ultimate party.
On a side note regarding customer service… our waitress apologized for bailing on our table by saying, “Sorry I wasn’t around for awhile, I have to work all day and night and needed a break.” As CUSTOMERS, we shouldn’t be told — and don’t care — about your schedule. What we cared about was having silverware without asking for it.
Apr 17, 2019
My grandmother had 4 siblings — all girls. The baby of the family was my Great Aunt, Kak. She was old in my first memory… probably younger than I am now. Divorced after three decades of marriage, she spent a whole lot of weekends at my Nanny’s house after that.
My quirky, loud-singing, chain-smoking, and last-remaining great aunt has passed away. She was 102.
