“One of the hardest parts of moving to Texas for me was accepting that I would be without the heaven on Earth that is Publix. I cried in HEB the first time I went grocery shopping, that’s how bad it was.”
I have literally said this. Moved to Texas from Georgia. I felt like I needed a shower after my first trip to HEB.
While the household I grew up in was 75% women, my dad made it his mission to always leave the seat up. “I’m training my daughters early so their husbands won’t have to deal with fighting them on this issue.” And it worked. I have no problem with the seat being up. Problem is my partner is too lazy to bring up the seat. So he leaves it down and I keep getting the surprise of a wet bottom when I sit down.
So now we are constantly fighting over the seat. I keep demanding he pulls it up (and I’m fine if he leaves it up) but he keeps arguing that he doesn’t want to deal with it and wants to keep it down all the time.
From the south and currently living in Austin, TX. Each of your posts gets me more and more depressed about my imminent move to Seattle at the end of the year.
I am only serving beer and wine at my wedding reception and it’s ending at 8PM. I am having an after party because I feel like I need to give it to my guests as a ‘sorry the reception is going to be really tame’. No one over 30 is allowed, I’ll have plenty of liquor and brisket, and it’ll end by 10:30 so I don’t think it’ll cut into their precious bar time. I understand your argument, but I believe in my case it’s necessary.
Every week I discover I’m more and more like this girl and it’s starting to make me hate myself. Now I’m questioning how genuine my friends are when they say they appreciate my habit of planning every detail of our vacations down to the 15 minute mark.
It’s truly a pride thing and it won’t go away as long as there is a drastic difference in your income. My man and I (who had been together for 6 years at this point) graduated from grad school at the same time. I finished with a job offer while it took him 3 months to get employed. After graduation I encouraged him to move in with me. I knew he would find a job soon and I had a salary nice enough to easily support both of us. Instead, he moved back in with his parents a couple states away. He would rather live with them far away from me until he could support himself rather than have me support him. He even said that if the reverse happened he would have expected me to move in with him and would have been happy to support me. But his pride wasn’t going to let me support him. That caused conflict in the relationship which didn’t end until he got his job three months later making an equivalent salary to me.
I have my wedding in 6 months. Been trying to lose weight for the last 2 months with little results. So this month I gave up alcohol, soda, and sweets. One week down and I’m already dying.
When I read the title I thought she was gonna become a ‘consultant’ for one of those multilevel marketing companies like Rodan and Fields and I was about to loose it.
Getting married this year. Guest list has been a huge issue. All my cousins are upset that their children aged 1-12 aren’t invited. I don’t have enough space to invite all the friends I want. I am not giving up the ones I was able to squeeze in for 20+ children to run around.
“I have a little time before I need to start planning a wedding in earnest, so basically for the time being I get to enjoy everyone congratulating us without having to sweat over wedding planning.”
Bullshit. I got engaged 2 months ago. You need to book your venue, photographer, caterer, and band (if desired) in the next few weeks. If not, you’ll call up a vendor to only here them say, ‘I’m sorry, we’re booked for that day.’ I called 5 photographers before I found one that was available. I called 3 caterers. If I didn’t book the church months before I got engaged, I would have had to wait almost 2 years for availability.
Sweat now. Book everything. Relax afterwards.
Eat oysters with months ending in ‘y’? Jan, Feb, May, July? How does that make sense?
I was always told that oysters are safe in ‘r’ months. September through April.
Unfortunately I’ve found it’s dependent on the woman. I’m 25 and expect/prefer to be call ma’am. I have some friends who get upset when they’re called it.
What I was taught is “Miss” until they graduate college or married (whichever first), then use “Ma’am”
Never buy a ring without the girl picking it out. Unless she does it, she will always be slightly disappointed and think she might have been able to find something better. She could send you a link to the EXACT one. If she’s nervous, she could tell her mother or BFF and you could bring them shopping with you. My cousin sent her bf to shop with her mother and gave them a 5 page document explaining the exact specs she wanted for the ring.
Personally, I’m picky and indecisive. My man and I went shopping together to 6 different stores over a two month period before I picked one out. Going in, I learned rings look different in photos than when on your hand. You may realize you like a completely different style than what you were choosing on Pinterest. You also learn what is expected with the budget which prevents you from possibly being underwhelmed later.
Long story short, don’t trust her pins on Pinterest. Flat out ask her.
So you only need to make half that to live the same lifestyle in Austin, TX. Considering I also have a six figure salary, I think I’m doing just fine. Same quality of life (actually better, we eat brisket) for half the price seems like a good deal to me.
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“One of the hardest parts of moving to Texas for me was accepting that I would be without the heaven on Earth that is Publix. I cried in HEB the first time I went grocery shopping, that’s how bad it was.”
I have literally said this. Moved to Texas from Georgia. I felt like I needed a shower after my first trip to HEB.
While the household I grew up in was 75% women, my dad made it his mission to always leave the seat up. “I’m training my daughters early so their husbands won’t have to deal with fighting them on this issue.” And it worked. I have no problem with the seat being up. Problem is my partner is too lazy to bring up the seat. So he leaves it down and I keep getting the surprise of a wet bottom when I sit down.
So now we are constantly fighting over the seat. I keep demanding he pulls it up (and I’m fine if he leaves it up) but he keeps arguing that he doesn’t want to deal with it and wants to keep it down all the time.
How is ‘Be Prepared’ not on this list?
From the south and currently living in Austin, TX. Each of your posts gets me more and more depressed about my imminent move to Seattle at the end of the year.
Our parents also didn’t have to deal with most of their friends having a unique allergy they’d have to cater to.
I am only serving beer and wine at my wedding reception and it’s ending at 8PM. I am having an after party because I feel like I need to give it to my guests as a ‘sorry the reception is going to be really tame’. No one over 30 is allowed, I’ll have plenty of liquor and brisket, and it’ll end by 10:30 so I don’t think it’ll cut into their precious bar time. I understand your argument, but I believe in my case it’s necessary.
Every week I discover I’m more and more like this girl and it’s starting to make me hate myself. Now I’m questioning how genuine my friends are when they say they appreciate my habit of planning every detail of our vacations down to the 15 minute mark.
It’s truly a pride thing and it won’t go away as long as there is a drastic difference in your income. My man and I (who had been together for 6 years at this point) graduated from grad school at the same time. I finished with a job offer while it took him 3 months to get employed. After graduation I encouraged him to move in with me. I knew he would find a job soon and I had a salary nice enough to easily support both of us. Instead, he moved back in with his parents a couple states away. He would rather live with them far away from me until he could support himself rather than have me support him. He even said that if the reverse happened he would have expected me to move in with him and would have been happy to support me. But his pride wasn’t going to let me support him. That caused conflict in the relationship which didn’t end until he got his job three months later making an equivalent salary to me.
I have my wedding in 6 months. Been trying to lose weight for the last 2 months with little results. So this month I gave up alcohol, soda, and sweets. One week down and I’m already dying.
When I read the title I thought she was gonna become a ‘consultant’ for one of those multilevel marketing companies like Rodan and Fields and I was about to loose it.
It’s the Monday before Mardi Gras. Obviously red beans and rice.
Getting married this year. Guest list has been a huge issue. All my cousins are upset that their children aged 1-12 aren’t invited. I don’t have enough space to invite all the friends I want. I am not giving up the ones I was able to squeeze in for 20+ children to run around.
Projecting to get around $2500 back. Plan to spend it on a wedding band for the fiance.
“I have a little time before I need to start planning a wedding in earnest, so basically for the time being I get to enjoy everyone congratulating us without having to sweat over wedding planning.”
Bullshit. I got engaged 2 months ago. You need to book your venue, photographer, caterer, and band (if desired) in the next few weeks. If not, you’ll call up a vendor to only here them say, ‘I’m sorry, we’re booked for that day.’ I called 5 photographers before I found one that was available. I called 3 caterers. If I didn’t book the church months before I got engaged, I would have had to wait almost 2 years for availability.
Sweat now. Book everything. Relax afterwards.
Turned 26 last month. Spent it on a beach in Mexico drinking champagne. You’re just doing it wrong.
Eat oysters with months ending in ‘y’? Jan, Feb, May, July? How does that make sense?
I was always told that oysters are safe in ‘r’ months. September through April.
Found their wedding pictures
http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2016/06/19/fashion/weddings/a-day-filled-with-more-than-a-few-of-their-favorite-things/s/19VOWS-slide-PC5C.html
Unfortunately I’ve found it’s dependent on the woman. I’m 25 and expect/prefer to be call ma’am. I have some friends who get upset when they’re called it.
What I was taught is “Miss” until they graduate college or married (whichever first), then use “Ma’am”
Never buy a ring without the girl picking it out. Unless she does it, she will always be slightly disappointed and think she might have been able to find something better. She could send you a link to the EXACT one. If she’s nervous, she could tell her mother or BFF and you could bring them shopping with you. My cousin sent her bf to shop with her mother and gave them a 5 page document explaining the exact specs she wanted for the ring.
Personally, I’m picky and indecisive. My man and I went shopping together to 6 different stores over a two month period before I picked one out. Going in, I learned rings look different in photos than when on your hand. You may realize you like a completely different style than what you were choosing on Pinterest. You also learn what is expected with the budget which prevents you from possibly being underwhelmed later.
Long story short, don’t trust her pins on Pinterest. Flat out ask her.
http://www.bestplaces.net/cost-of-living/santa-clara-ca/austin-tx/200000
So you only need to make half that to live the same lifestyle in Austin, TX. Considering I also have a six figure salary, I think I’m doing just fine. Same quality of life (actually better, we eat brisket) for half the price seems like a good deal to me.