That moment when you know so little about cooking that you have to google image search the kitchen-related engagement gift someone sent you so that you call it the right thing in the thank you note.

That moment when you know so little about cooking that you have to google image search the kitchen-related engagement gift someone sent you so that you call it the right thing in the thank you note.


(Continuation of Ebola Mom Part 61, Ebola Mom Part 62, and part of the Ebola Mom series)
Six days after the original incident, 4 days after realizing I was offended, and 2 hours before I’ll be seeing her kid….an apology!! ![]()

I found a dentist who can do my Invisalign treatment at a (comparatively) super-cheap cost. My dentist friend warned me that if it’s that cheap, I should beware of the dentist’s skill and credentials. But this woman seems great!
Dentist: “So, lucky for you, it seems you will only need 15 weeks of treatment!”
Me: “Oh, that’s perfect! No time at all!”
Dentist: “Exactly! You’ll be done in…” (counts silently in her head) “…6 months!”

People ask me how I can continue to work for Ebola Mom after all the shit she’s pulled, but her nonsense doesn’t get to me. Really.


Rushing into nail salon…
Me: “Hi! I don’t have a lot of time but I was hoping I could get a quick–”
Nail lady: “Yes, yes I see you need eyebrow wax.”
Me: “…back massage.”



Well, the good news, Society, is that we already filled our “Dumb, Destructive Shit That We Are 100% Responsible For” quota for this century with the election of Donald Trump, so in the coming 84 New Years, there’s literally no where else to go but up* from here.**
So happy holidays!
*In terms of our own bad decisions.
**World is still fucked. We just have less say in it now.
***Realizing this isn’t optimistic at all. I should change title of this post.****
****Nah, fuck it. Fuck everything.
