Last night for bedtime relaxation Natalie read me the 25 best auto corrects . This was towards the end and she was laughing so hard she could barely get the words out. As for me, I had to keep getting up and going to the bathroom because I was convinced I was about to pee the bed.
Lush.
Cynic.
One-womanizer.
Living in Portland after a much needed
escape from the Midwest.
*my wife and I live in a floating house, so there are a lot of beers on the dock and such (and NO, wife is not just a term of endearment).
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Solid sign I’ve worked in the restaurant world too long:
I mindlessly refer to the pantry in my house as “dry stock” on an almost daily basis.
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This was the first thing I saw today.
A note telling me that some lunatic was insisting on charging her meal to Pete Townshend.
I love how my staff made sure to clarify exactly who Pete Townshend is.
This is what I do for a living.
