Yes. I have always been somewhat protective of him, and I think that is at least partly why I don’t share some of my thoughts.
During washing and emptying cycles. It leaks out of the lower left seam through the front of the dishwasher. All appliances in my townhouse were purchased by the former owner between Feb 2002 and Sept 2007, and I moved in in April 2011. So I’ve more than gotten my money’s worth. I just need to schedule time for removal of old and installation of new one. Year-end is the busiest time of year for me (plus the flood at work in early August threw a wrench into my time off plans). I’ve been lazy during this recent time off, as I noted. I can procrastinate with the best of them, but this was a downtime I needed. I want to get a new stove/oven as well, so I’d like to deal with both at the same time.
It is slightly weird to me as a transplanted flatlander, but now that I live on the side of a mountain, no one seems to sled.
Everyone skis and snowboards, but sledding requires the same effort so nothing like us sledding down our own street or heading over to suicide hill.
I do that here in NW Rockies. Correct most years.
Forget the Farmer’s Almanac.
I wish I’d grown up near mountains or the beach to learn to sports accordingly, but no dice.
You just gotta seek them out…follow the families.
DING!!! I never ever ever ever EVER want another winter in the Boston area like the one of 2014/2015. On Groundhog Day and day after in 2015, this was the end of my driveway…barely enough room for me to get out of my driveway. That mound of snow on the right is supposed to be 2 guest parking spaces. They had to bucketload it out of there, as we were expecting another blizzard that night.
Oh my!
The adults are the skiers and the kids are the snowboarders.
My son hates snow, my daughter was the snowboarder daredevil.
She’s going for her masters up by you.
We have some fine schools with lots of winter sports opportunities.
Yeah, we’ve had a few (fortunately very few compared to Boston) like that. The worst I can recall was when I lived in Philly and we got over 30 inches. Of course, our little one-way street was never plowed; but they actually plowed in the end of the street. We had a nice neighborly day of digging out an exit to the main street.
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This certainly hits home around here
Relevant quote:
We are now recognizing that authenticity is a performance itself.
A lot of online activity is performative.
Just online? I’d say everywhere.
Hmm. Most people I interact with IRL tend to be genuine (of course, there are always exceptions), but perhaps I’m just lucky
I don’t do well with fake anything, online or elsewhere, which is why I’d make a terrible sales person.
But everybody code switches, at least some of the time. You’re not the same person in a job interview as you are at Thanksgiving dinner.
Well, yeah. Eat at home like you’re at the palace, so you can eat at the palace as if you’re home. Or something like that.
Social conventions dictate that I clean up my language in a professional vs. a private environment, but that doesn’t mean I pretend to be a completely different person.