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Jun. 16th, 2008
Ana was talking to me the other day
Jun. 16th, 2008 04:52 am
And she said that she doesn't want to get married.
Well, I told her she's not old enough to get married anyway, so it's a moot point. But no - she doesn't want to get married because she "likes Deniz best".
Which set off a discussion about how it's totally okay to marry girls - no, you're right Ana, two girls can't get married, but two grown-up women can if you want to - but how, really, she's too young and it's a moot point. (Okay, so it's not legal in NYS at the moment. Ana won't be old enough to think about this for several years now.)
She wasn't sure she believed me, Ana. She was sure there was a trick here. (I should never have told her and Deniz that cherry pits grow in your stomach, now they don't believe any word from my mouth!)
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Well, I told her she's not old enough to get married anyway, so it's a moot point. But no - she doesn't want to get married because she "likes Deniz best".
Which set off a discussion about how it's totally okay to marry girls - no, you're right Ana, two girls can't get married, but two grown-up women can if you want to - but how, really, she's too young and it's a moot point. (Okay, so it's not legal in NYS at the moment. Ana won't be old enough to think about this for several years now.)
She wasn't sure she believed me, Ana. She was sure there was a trick here. (I should never have told her and Deniz that cherry pits grow in your stomach, now they don't believe any word from my mouth!)
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Mostly, to babysit.
It's like they have a weird psychic connection with me or something. I've taken to answering the phone with "No, I can't watch your kids, I'm in California."
Some of them don't get it. "So, are you busy?"
I tell them, if they can get their kids over here, I'll watch them. And I mean it. But so far, nobody has taken me up on it....
It's like they have a weird psychic connection with me or something. I've taken to answering the phone with "No, I can't watch your kids, I'm in California."
Some of them don't get it. "So, are you busy?"
I tell them, if they can get their kids over here, I'll watch them. And I mean it. But so far, nobody has taken me up on it....
(He'll literally buy more milk or eggs than he can hope to drink (there are six cartons of milks in the fridge right now) and then toss them the day before the sell-by date because "they go bad".)
We walked in the house when we came here, and there are bags of avocados. Guess they're cheaper in California than back home, right? Home, they're a dollar apiece - when they're in season, and if they're on sale. I think I'll buy a few bags to bring home with me when I leave, and I'm asking my mom to do the same. I love me some guacamole, but it's a treat, because avocados are just so expensive!
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We walked in the house when we came here, and there are bags of avocados. Guess they're cheaper in California than back home, right? Home, they're a dollar apiece - when they're in season, and if they're on sale. I think I'll buy a few bags to bring home with me when I leave, and I'm asking my mom to do the same. I love me some guacamole, but it's a treat, because avocados are just so expensive!
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Each a different variety. Only one seems to have seen any real use.
There are two jars of horseradish. Neither one seems to have been much touched. Why anybody, ever, would feel the need to have two identical jars of horseradish, I just don't know.
There are, as I said, four half-gallons of various types of milk - soy, lactose free, whatever. We drank all the chocolate soymilk already. There is also a half-gallon of half and half. Who the fuck buys a whole half gallon of half and half?
There were three LARGE containers of raspberries on Saturday, all untouched. The same with the LARGE bunch of bananas. These things go bad fast!
There were, of course, the two full bags of avocadoes. And the three packages of tomatoes.
I requested a single small eggplant. I got six. (I knew I should've gone to the store too.)
I asked for three, maybe four potatoes. I got three BAGS, five pounds each. How can you use up fifteen pounds of potatoes? (Guess what I'm having as a side to all our lunches this week?)
No garlic, though. How this man lives, I don't know. NO GARLIC.
Don't ask me how much wine there is. A new bottle of sparkling water and/or Gatorade is bought every day. They do not drink a new bottle every day.
I resolve to go home and immediately clean our fridge. It's been bad in the past, but... not as bad as this. (Then again, ours is more bad because when food turns, we don't feel like dealing with it. My uncle deals with the food before it has a chance to go bad. All that food, in the garbage, because it's almost at its sell-by date. I feel sick just contemplating it.)
There are two jars of horseradish. Neither one seems to have been much touched. Why anybody, ever, would feel the need to have two identical jars of horseradish, I just don't know.
There are, as I said, four half-gallons of various types of milk - soy, lactose free, whatever. We drank all the chocolate soymilk already. There is also a half-gallon of half and half. Who the fuck buys a whole half gallon of half and half?
There were three LARGE containers of raspberries on Saturday, all untouched. The same with the LARGE bunch of bananas. These things go bad fast!
There were, of course, the two full bags of avocadoes. And the three packages of tomatoes.
I requested a single small eggplant. I got six. (I knew I should've gone to the store too.)
I asked for three, maybe four potatoes. I got three BAGS, five pounds each. How can you use up fifteen pounds of potatoes? (Guess what I'm having as a side to all our lunches this week?)
No garlic, though. How this man lives, I don't know. NO GARLIC.
Don't ask me how much wine there is. A new bottle of sparkling water and/or Gatorade is bought every day. They do not drink a new bottle every day.
I resolve to go home and immediately clean our fridge. It's been bad in the past, but... not as bad as this. (Then again, ours is more bad because when food turns, we don't feel like dealing with it. My uncle deals with the food before it has a chance to go bad. All that food, in the garbage, because it's almost at its sell-by date. I feel sick just contemplating it.)
There are also six potholders
Jun. 16th, 2008 06:12 pm
In his defense, I've never heard anybody, ever, standing in their kitchen suddenly yell that they have too many potholders.
No idea how many dishes and utensils they have, though. It's positively obscene, especially for Mr. "I believe in disposible dishes" over here. That's all right though - he has two containers of dishwashing soap to wash them all. And don't ask me about the rolls of paper towels, all of which are in use.
I didn't bring a toothbrush. Made a shopping list, asked him to pick one up. He crossed it off - he has enough spares. What's enough? Eighteen. Why does he need a score of toothbrushes?
There are six or eight containers of ravioli in the freezer, and on the door is a coupon for two more. Good God.
They have three appliances in the garage for washing clothes - a washer, a drier that sucks, and something else. Well, this is California, why do they need a drier? It's okay that the one is largely broken. But there's another broken machine there too, why not toss it?
There are three CPUs in this room besides the one that's actually hooked up and working, and another one in the room we're sleeping in. There's some three TVs in this house, three for two people. So my grandmother watches TV in her room, and he watches the same program in this room or the living room. Absurd.
He has multiple cars, but he rented one for the sole purpose of bringing us from the airport, don't ask me why.
Mind, my family isn't free from the compulsive hoarding curse. My mother made a special trip already just to buy yarn, and the nieces get new books weekly, and I've got my own set of dishes in my room awaiting the day I move out. But I do like to think that we're more... contained than this, at least right now.
I really want to go home and clean now.
No idea how many dishes and utensils they have, though. It's positively obscene, especially for Mr. "I believe in disposible dishes" over here. That's all right though - he has two containers of dishwashing soap to wash them all. And don't ask me about the rolls of paper towels, all of which are in use.
I didn't bring a toothbrush. Made a shopping list, asked him to pick one up. He crossed it off - he has enough spares. What's enough? Eighteen. Why does he need a score of toothbrushes?
There are six or eight containers of ravioli in the freezer, and on the door is a coupon for two more. Good God.
They have three appliances in the garage for washing clothes - a washer, a drier that sucks, and something else. Well, this is California, why do they need a drier? It's okay that the one is largely broken. But there's another broken machine there too, why not toss it?
There are three CPUs in this room besides the one that's actually hooked up and working, and another one in the room we're sleeping in. There's some three TVs in this house, three for two people. So my grandmother watches TV in her room, and he watches the same program in this room or the living room. Absurd.
He has multiple cars, but he rented one for the sole purpose of bringing us from the airport, don't ask me why.
Mind, my family isn't free from the compulsive hoarding curse. My mother made a special trip already just to buy yarn, and the nieces get new books weekly, and I've got my own set of dishes in my room awaiting the day I move out. But I do like to think that we're more... contained than this, at least right now.
I really want to go home and clean now.