Because of Nick Cave.
I did not have grandparents like this at all; my paternal grandparents were overwhelmed simply by interacting with us at all, and maternal grandparents were only concerned with themselves, and while they didn't actively dislike us per se, it was like they were all very elderly from my birth onwards. Just sort of an afterthought. It's not like grandparents today who seem very involved in the lives of their grandkids. I didn't dislike them save for my maternal grandmother who pitted her children against one another and liked triangulating people, and when she died left her two older daughters 25K each and left all of the rest to the youngest, which was heaps more, but none of them were particularly involved. They never would have gotten me orange juice or paid any attention to something I mentioned. So if you have these grandparents, you're lucky!
My aunt who is just as fair has had many skin cancers removed, and her dermatologist says she has the thinnest skin in the world. It's not something to fool around with.
I was just so cold yesterday I didn't feel like getting out, so I kept rinsing. It's been a cold spring here!
Summer savory!
I am the whitest of white Anglo Saxon mutts, so very easily. In summer I wear a giant hat and sunglasses and loose light shawl everywhere or featherweight sweater. I went on a resort vacation a couple of years ago, and within an hour the one day I was burned even with sunblock. Never again.
Even Satie. Who collected umbrellas.
The great opera singer Enrico Caruso was the 18th of 21 children, only 3 of whom survived infancy.
Johann Sebastian Bach wrote an opera about coffee addiction.
The Russian composer Tchaikovsky was afraid his head would come off while conducting, so he would hold his chin with one hand while doing so.
The girlfriend of composer Erik Satie wore a corsage made of carrots, and she was a painter and liked to feed the paintings she made. Satie once threw her out the window but she survived.
That's a good one.
I can't answer as to frequency, but I can say that recently a woman I know slightly cheated on her husband of 20 plus years, and the reason I know this is because he hired a private investigator and put the video of her kissing the other dude on Facebook. Apparently he did not include the video of them having sex but it exists. That seems like a really heinous thing for him to do, but if you know this family they're actually really well raised good members of the community, and he's clearly extremely hurt, stating that the depth of her lies to him was unreal. This woman's mother is a saint walking upon the earth, without a shadow of a doubt, and her daughter was what seemed to be a very ethical well brought up mother herself raised in the Christian faith (not the conservative kind but the really decent person kind), so this was all a big shock. Apparently she was just lying to everyone, including her saint of a mother, all along. Her husband asked her to stop the affair (which was with some guy she had known for years) until they separated houses, but she kept on and kept on lying about it until she was caught on tape.
So until someone's mask slips, you just really never know what someone will do.
I'm 50. If a terrorist put a gun to my head and ordered me to get on my knees, my head would end up blown off.
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I hate giving up my seat on the bus. So I will pretend not to notice someone standing there until I absolutely have to, and then feign ignorance. Fuck off, I wanna sit down.