nachoqtpie
Deeply Rooted
Seriously?!?! You're nicer than I am because I would have told her to not the the door hit her where the good Lord split her!!
Cream pants, actually. It made me feel instantly better. Making meatloaf the next night also made me feel LOTS better (we had plenty of garden fresh veggie sides) especially the way she sat outside on the porch to try to avoid inhaling the wonderful smell all night. It was a very polite on my part.Stubbornhillfarm said:
She sat in chicken poop! How awesome is that! Did she at least have on nice clean white pressed dress pants when she did it! Oh sorry that's wrong of me. But that is some funny stuff right there!
And congrats to your hubby by the way! And congrats to yourself for taking the high road!
The Mama Chicken said:I deserve an award. Possibly sainthood. At the very least I should get a tiara.
I was pleasant and didn't say anything when the woman got drunk every night she was here even though my husband is a recovering alcoholic with 2 years sober.
I didn't say anything snotty to her when she made ugly faces because my food wasn't good enough her.
I didn't even smack her when she called me a "fast food whore" when she saw me eating a cheeseburger.
I DID smirk a little when she sat in chicken poop though. Instant Karma, baby...