So, tonight was a glass and a half of wine kind of dinner. Lydia divulged to Quinn that we had gone to Culver's today for lunch and had ice cream which then opened the dam of everything I've ever done wrong where Quinn is concerned and how much nobody likes her. That led into, Lydia hates her and Lydia steals from her, and Lydia does this and that. Then she went into how I NEVER let her do anything and then it was how everyone gets so much more than she does - and on and on and on with lots of tears. By the time I was on glass two, it all started to become hilarious, so I started giggling and that pissed her off more.
I told Lydia to give Quinn a hug and Lydia was actually being so sweet. She said she only bugs Quinn because she likes her and wants to be with her - sweet!
She wouldn't hug Quinn, though, when I asked. I told her, You already got us in trouble by letting the cat out of the bag - go hug her! She still said, No. Darn. Keep drinking, I thought.
Self medication, all for it! Who says it's a bad thing? They're completely wrong, or don't have four kids, maybe one, two or three, but not four. Gotta go finish my vino before bathtime. Cheers!
I told Lydia to give Quinn a hug and Lydia was actually being so sweet. She said she only bugs Quinn because she likes her and wants to be with her - sweet!
She wouldn't hug Quinn, though, when I asked. I told her, You already got us in trouble by letting the cat out of the bag - go hug her! She still said, No. Darn. Keep drinking, I thought.
Self medication, all for it! Who says it's a bad thing? They're completely wrong, or don't have four kids, maybe one, two or three, but not four. Gotta go finish my vino before bathtime. Cheers!
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