So I believe that makes your opinion moo...I have read both, and I'm not.
Then again, I don't care for horses in general.

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So I believe that makes your opinion moo...I have read both, and I'm not.
Then again, I don't care for horses in general.
I'm seriously confused. I described them perfectly. Except for leaving out the crazy part.
I hear she's a lovely person.I didn't recognize her name either. I only realized who she is when I looked her up. And I definitely don't think she's gorgeous. She has a real nasty look about her, like she would be a pain in the butt to deal with.
That's what I meant. Expect that I add a "T" to the end.So I believe that makes your opinion moo...
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Nope. You're younger than me, and I'm on the cusp. So sorry to say, you are a millennial, or maybe Gen tide podI'm the one before that whole mess I think. Or I'm like the very edge of it
You mean Gen TIDE PODGen Z?
I felt the same from my own parents. Incredibly intimidated (aka stressed/anxious) about being tidy. And then I grew up and realized, oh, that's OCD they have. And now I'm not intimidated.LOL My feelings about Martha have evolved over the years. Here's a scary thought for you though - I always knew my MIL was like, overly tidy or something? Kept the kind of house that just felt unattainable in some ways. And I mean, knowing her better now, not entirely true, but like as DH's new fiancee it was a little intimidating. Then I was watching a Martha special series on home making and she was teaching you how to fold your towels so they look pretty on the shelf? And I was like THAT IS HOW MY MIL FOLDS HER TOWELS!So no wonder I felt intimidated, because my MIL is in some ways basically Martha Stewart. No pressure! hahha
I have read both, and I'm not.
Then again, I don't care for horses in general.
2xWhat's wrong with your Cochins, Wally?
I love it when the "Boomers" are all like "Get off our ranch house lawn, Millenials!!" and I just laugh inside. We aren't in the back seat playing our Gameboy on the way to a vacation at a ski resort with mittens around our neck. You're addressing Generation TidePod. They eat TidePods. We eat avocado toast and a word that can be found inside the words crass. lolYou mean Gen TIDE POD