Best breakfast beaufort nc

Started the day by getting them breakfast in their room, chocolate croissant which they ate most off, then headed off to the GPs to get eldest checked out for her persistent tummy upsets. (had Mums help with all this as she needed to go GPs too)
Then headed to the park for a play and packed lunch outside which i pre-prepared and again both girls ate reasonably well.
Then back home for 1 year old to nap and eldest to have a relax on the sofa watching the old classic 80/90s Fun house UK kids programme that she loves followed by some colouring in and amazingly the youngest went down pretty easily.
Then took them both to a soft play that was totally empty, so had to summon Blueys Dads Bandits personality and add a sense of madness and fun to the scarily quiet soft play. After we had a little time to kill so popped over to the local park which was hard work cause it was designed for older kids and pretty busy due to the good weather (hence why the soft play was quiet) so had to be on top form keeping an eye on the eldest while helicoptering the youngest.
Then back home to get help from Mum where we had a not so healthy dinner of pizza yogurt and ice cream, followed by a bath, story time and bed.
they both behaved really well today, plenty of laughs, very little tears (only once when eldest fell off something at the park) and as I write this they have just gone to bed and its quiet.....
Will now go sort out the bags for tomorrow as we are off to a local Play farm (soft play, playgrounds and farm animals)
I tried my best today and iv been really worried about having both of them all day but its been really fun but I am exhausted.
All in all, looked after the kids well, entertained them and done a fair amount of house work.... the wife's now giving me so very suggestive looks, as theres nothing hotter than a man looking after the kids and the chores. Hopefully ill have enough energy for the rest of the week. Wish me luck guys!

TW: Body image, ED
Having a really hard time right now. I signed up for WW months ago with the best of intentions and have barely even logged since then. I feel so guilty and angry at myself for basically just wasting money. This morning I looked in the mirror and just sobbed in bed because my body has changed so much (in my mind, for the worse) in the last few years. I feel so ugly and worthless. I was hungry for breakfast but felt so ashamed for eating once I finally did. It felt like eating anything at all was a failure. I’m so sorry for rambling but I just needed to get this out. I genuinely hope you’re all having a good day.

Sirens.
The darkness accompanies the sharp bursts of noise cutting through the air. Rumbling is present below on the ground. Everything is murky, blurred, disjointed.
Muffled voices start to speak and conversate from afar. The sound of a door snapping open can be heard. The voices continue to talk, replacing the sirens as they die out within another minute. Footsteps can be heard… and another door opens. Suddenly… the sensation of falling, tumbling, crashing down is overwhelming, too much to handle, everything sucked into the vat of nothingness.
Sirens.
×××
[Soundtrack: nightmares by izaya tiji](https://youtu.be/NoQ0mCVyrAQ)
Travis Crowley’s eyelids slowly unwind, sinking back into the depths of his face. The eyes peek out, his vision blurry as he regains consciousness. Head hurting like the dickens, he groans, taking his time reanimating. The DeadStar comes back to life, his body creaking as he moves for the first time in a while. As soon as he tries to sit up, he’s met by a hand to the chest, pressing him back down to where he was before. Confused, a nervous Travis tries to get up again, only to be forced back down. With his eyes adjusting to the light, voices have to ring out when it’s clear Travis is still out of his element. Travis finally starts to make out a figure just a foot away, sitting right beside him as they look toward someone else. The King of The Fall notices the afro quickly.
“Ramona-”
“Shh- I am so glad you’re back. Things have just been so hectic lately, i just-”
“Dizzi?”
Ramona turns and touches foreheads with Travis, softly pushing him back into the depths of bed once again. He winces as she rubs his head, confused as to why it hurts so much. She kisses him goodbye, before hugging Dizzi and telling them both she’ll be back. Ramona leaves, and Travis lets his head flop back as Dizzi pulls up a chair, Travis recognizes the room, realizing he’s back in Calabasas.
“Well, Travis. Looks like you’ve been staying busy”
Travis rolls his eyes, his friend smirking as she gets off the subtle shot at him. The DeadStar rolls over, finding and grabbing his phone off the nightstand. He checks the clock and stretches, seeing that it’s ten in the morning. He rubs his temples, feeling the headache come in even stronger than before.
“How has Sweden been?”
“Oh the usual. High fashion snobs and wannabe models. Not much different from what we got back at home.”
Travis smiles through his head pain, recalling his trip to Sweden a couple years back. What started out as a simple business trip to promote Obscuur Refurunces turned into an opportunity for Dizzi, and Travis was the first to suggest accepting.
“I guess that means you’re more qualified to run the brand than I am?”
“Oh please, let’s not go that far… I see what you’ve been up to, teasing those samples on Instagram. You've been working on something?”
“Maybe… I’ll show you later though. When did you get back to the States?”
“Studying abroad gets old after about nine months. Been trying to figure out when to take holiday, then poof. I get a call from Ramona, suddenly I need to pay respects to a friend as they lie on their deathbed…”
“Interesting way to say it…”
“You’ve got an interesting way to live life, bud…”
Travis sees the look in Dizzi’s eyes change. He sighs as she leans in, knowing the speech that’s going to ensue. The DeadStar grimaces as Dizzi locks eyes with him, already aware of what’s next. But suddenly, he feels another flash of pain in his head, in pure agony as he grabs at his temples. Dizzi’s face turns to one of concern, checking on Travis as he breaks a sweat trying to tough through it.
“What the Hell happened?”
“Y-you don’t know?”
Travis looks at her, his expression a mix of pain, frustration, and confusion. She looks back at him, quickly shaking the stumped look off her face. She quickly stands up, and walks away from the bed, turning toward the window.
“Dizzi what happened?”
“It doesn’t matter…”
“What do you MEAN it doesn’t matter???”
“Look, all that matters right now is that you rest, get better, and just stay safe. Everything else you can worry about later. And those are words I got from Ramona herself.”
Travis feels the pain in currents, using the opportunity of it subsiding to get moving. He sits up, swinging a leg out from under the covers. He sits there for a minute, ignoring as Dizzi shoots a glance at him every once in a while, masking it by tidying up the room. Travis wipes his eyes, trying to push through the pain. He’s wearing black shorts and a white shirt, socks keeping his feet protected from the cold hardwood floor. He lays back sideways on the bed, taking everything in.
“Are you okay, you need anything?”
Sirens.
“Ah man… lemme uh…”
Sirens.
“Could you pick up some donuts?”
“Sure, I could DoorDash some, maybe Krispy Kre-”
“Ah, actually. I was hoping to get them from that local place?”
“Local place?”
“You know, the local place. The place all three of us go to!”
“... Frankie’s?”
“Yeah, that’s the place. They got special flavors, let’s get a dozen from there!”
“How is that local, isn’t it like an hour away from here?”
“You can take my car!”
Travis smiles through the head pain, feeling it at excruciating levels at this point. The DeadStar questions if this will be the death of him as he grins at Dizzi, his expression backing her into a corner as she reluctantly agrees to go make a pastry run. Grabbing the keys off the hook on the bedroom wall, she waves Travis goodbye before leaving out the front door. Travis takes a deep breath, before standing up out of bed, rubbing his temple yet again as he takes a couple steps forward, He looks down at the view below, watching from the window as Dizzi opens the garage door. Travis makes sure he can’t be seen as she drives the car out from the garage and down the hill, soon disappearing from the mess of land altogether. Travis leans against the windowsill, taking in the view for a couple minutes. Getting his thoughts together, he grabs his phone, sitting down on the edge of the bed. Part of him doesn’t even want to open it. Part of him doesn’t want to find out what the Hell happened, how he ended up on his deathbed like how Dizzi described. But he pushes ahead, unlocking in with his fingerprint and immediately being blasted with a headline that sends a shiver down his spine.
“FBE Recap: Ethan Fadley Attacks Travis Crowley… Leaves Firestorm 118 without a Main Event!”
Travis’ eye twitches, noticing the thumbnail accompanying the headline. Ethan Fadley holding up the Intercontinental Championship, a crazed look in his eye. Dark blue strap in his grip as he makes a grab for the camera in the picture. Slowly, Travis pieces it together, all while the pain returns in his head, stinging like the dickens as he closes his phone. He makes his way over to the closet, trading in the shorts for some jeans and slipping into some Vans. Throwing a random shirt over his shoulder, he stuffs a travel bag full of random toiletries and clothes, and grabs his phone off the bed in a hurry, making a call as he jets out the door.
“Hello?”
“Ape!”
“Yo, what’s going on man? You good, you alright?”
“Doing fine. What happened after the show?”
“Conor had Irish police escort the ambulance to the hospital. We all got airlifted back to LA. I wanted to drive up and stay with you guys while you got better… didn’t feel right though.”
“Please tell me you’re still out here…”
“Yeah, I've been hiding out. Wanted to wait till you were up and awake before I made the next move. Crenshaw Inn Motel.”
“I’m there”
Travis keeps Ape on the phone as he walks into the garage, swinging his leg over his chopper, only to feel woozy from just doing that. The head pain is too much, shooting out to every inch and corner of Travis’ mind, keeping him off his game. Shaking his head in a desperate attempt to regain balance, he slowly slides off the motorcycle, leaning against it and breathing hard as Ape checks up on him.
“Matter fact, uh… I might get a cab”
“I’ll come to you then, I’ll have them pick you up, we’ll grab breakfast and talk.”
“Bet, thanks bro.”
Travis sits in the driveway, waiting for his friend to arrive in the cab. Worried that Dizzi or Ramona might show up before Ape and intercept him, he’s relieved to get a call from his best friend and see a yellow cab pulling up in front of the house. Travis slips on the shirt and jumps into the backseat, dapping up Ape as they quickly speed off from the scene.
×××
“Where are you, Travis?”
“I’m fine, everything is okay, Ramon-”
“I didn’t ask you that, Travis. Tell me where you are”
“That’s not important right n-”
“Travis, PLEASE don’t tell me you’re going back on tour for Firestorm, please”
“... I need to take care of this. I’ll talk to you later.”
“Trav-”
Soundtrack: losing my mind by izaya tiji
Crenshaw Inn Motel - May 25th, 2023 - 11:38 AM
Travis hangs up the phone, putting it on silent just in case Ramona or Dizzi call again. The DeadStar looks out the window of the motel, playing with the blinds as he watches city slickers make their way past his view. Sitting on one of the double beds is Ape, opening a box of delicacies from Frankie’s Donut Palace. Biting into an eclair, he suggests they get some air, opening the mini fridge and opening a can of pop. Travis takes one more look out the window, before turning around, facing the pastries now. Seeing a bear claw in the corner, he picks it up, taking his first bite of the day as Ape checks his phone. Travis makes his way out of the motel room, Ape saying he had to make a call before he joined him.
Travis stands in the parking lot of the motel, finishing off the bear claw in one hand with a joint in the other. Looking down at himself, he realizes that he’s got his shirt on inside out. Moving to fix it the right way, the DeadStar suddenly scowls and stops, seeing a familiar design. The REVOLT Summer World Tour from the year before sold out immediately, becoming a legendary piece of FBE memorabilia after its limited run. Now it’s just a bad memory for the King of The Fall. Travis shakes his head in annoyance, pulling from the joint as Ape closes the motel room door behind him. Together, they stand in silence, leaning against the beams supporting the roof covering the motel walkways. The pain creeps in, making a return as Travis starts to see red for a completely different reason.
“He almost ended my career…”
“I know…”
Sirens.
“He left me bloody… he left STEEZ bloody… he ruined everything...”
“I know…”
Sirens.
“I stepped aside for this motherfucker, not once, but TWICE. I let him be big dog. I put my glory to the side for HIM. Because that was MY BROTHER. And he…”
“I know…”
Sirens.
Travis has a thousand yard stare on his face, the pain fighting him on the inside as he carries no expression. Clenching his jaw, he takes a deep breath, waiting as it subsides. He pulls up his phone and immediately pulls up tickets to Scotland. Ape, looking over his shoulder in curiosity, looks at Travis in shock.
“Dude, you’re going to Firestorm???”
“I’m getting my title back. And I’m ripping Ethan’s fucking head off.”
“Bro-”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t expect me to do this.”
Ape looks at Travis, worried. Travis stares hard, doing his best to pull a stone-like expression on his face. The Infinity Ace sighs, nodding as he understands that there’s no going back after what has happened between Ethan and the rest of what used to be REVOLT. He throws an arm around Travis, leading him back in the motel room, gathering both their bags.
“...Get me a ticket.”
×××
St. Andrews Golf Club, Scotland - May 26th, 2023 - 9:32 PM
“Jesus Christ, where the fuck is he, man?”
“Just give him a second, bro. He’ll be here. I know he’ll be here. By the way, how’s your head?”
Travis and Ape stand outside a side door of St. Andrews Golf Club, waiting for a bit of help from an inside man. Ape dialed up Code Blue asking for help getting into the prestigious golf club with the show already in progress. Now, it’s just up to him to get Highly Suspect in. Travis paces back and forth as they wait for what feels like an eternity, only for Blue to suddenly appear, waving them in. Ape smiles, but an irritated Travis rolls his eyes.
“Is the show over? Wouldn’t be surprised since it took so damn long.”
“Oh, c’mon Travis. I was on the other side of the building. Had to rush getting over here. You know, I got my own match to prepare for too, right? I got priorities just like everyone else."
“Shut the fuck up, Blue”
“You better watch your fucking mouth,”
“I will slap the shit out of-”
“I’m not afraid of you, Travis. Don’t you ever get that confused…”
Blue, who was walking along with everyone else through the hall, suddenly stops and locks eyes with Travis. Not budging, he stares down the King of The Fall, who stares back at him with venom and anger. Ape gets in between them, Travis grabbing onto Ape as he yells at Blue.
“Motherfucker, you think this is about fear? I don’t give a FUCK if you’re afraid of me, I’ll change that if I WANT! Back up-
“Stop, STOP! BOTH OF YOU!”
“Ah, screw this-”
Travis darts around Ape, shoving past Code Blue and doing the dash down the hall. Ape calls after Travis, beginning to race after him when he realizes it’s no use using words. Crowley crashes Guerrilla and busts through the curtain, racing down the aisle as the crowd yell out in shock. Travis slides into the ring and blasts the special guest announcer, taking his mic as the audience fully explodes once they realize who’s back. With the pain and shadows overloading his senses, Travis powers through as he runs his hand through his hair.
“SCOTLAND! REVEAL THE JUDAS! REVEAL THE TRAITOR! I WANT ETHAN FADLEY! I WANT MY TITLE BACK, AND I WANT THE HEAD OF THE SON OF ROSES!”
Travis looks down at the announcer, decked out in the dark green suit yelling at him about the main event being in a few minutes. The DeadStar says he doesn’t give a damn, claiming he’ll stay in this ring all night until Ethan comes back with his Intercontinental Championship.
“I don’t think you understand what this is. This is FBE. And what a nigga like me says, is what GOES. BRING ME FADLEY.”
The announcer gets back to his feet, shocked at the audacity. He tells off Travis, asking him if he knows who he is, ONLY TO GET HIT WITH A SSWEET CHIN MUSIC! HOLY FUCK! Travis stares down at the dark green suit tumbling through the ropes as Ape suddenly appears by him, grabbing and telling him they need to go. Travis rips himself free, and grips the ropes, repeating what he said, demanding Ethan Fadley. And speak of the Devil…
… Who else joins them but the Son of Roses. Noticeably without the Intercontinental Championship, Ethan smiles as Travis seemingly gets more rowdy and unhinged, Ape unable to contain the DeadStar. Mic in hand, the former best friend of Highly Suspect asks how exactly they got into the show so late. Ape tries to tell off Ethan while Travis begins to lose control, but it’s no use. Ethan continues to talk, saying regardless of how they pulled it off, he’s glad they’re here to witness the Aether Aces rule yet another night. After last week’s conquest, it’s time for Inferno to embarrass Code Blue and walk out, still World Champion.
“But you didn’t come for that… did you, Cowboy?”
Ethan smirks as Travis trembles with anger, unable to even listen to or recognize Ape trying to hold him back. Fadley knows he’s pushing his former friend to the edge.
“No… I know what you came for… the first challenger for none other than the NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION… BESTOWED UPON HIM BY HIS FELLOW AETHER ACES… THE HOMETOWN HERO, JAY CASTLE!”
Travis freezes as Jay Castle enters, holding up the Intercontinental Championship in all its glory. Crowley’s pride and joy. After seeing the collapse of REVOLT from a TV screen, falling off the map of relevancy. Only to crawl back, and become Grand Slam Intercontinental Champion. It was all Travis had left. And they TOOK that from him. The King of The Fall locks eyes with Jay Castle, only to get pulled away by Ethan’s words yet again.
“And if you weren’t up to date with the news, Cowboy? Not only has Jay Castle dethroned you for the Intercontinental Championship… he’s going to kill your World Championship aspirations, by knocking you out full stop, FIRST ROUND of the Heyman Classic.”
Travis and Ape take in the news, staring down Jay Castle and Ethan as they reach ringside. With the crowd bursting with energy, and tension rising with every second, Travis sinks into the pain and madness, shoving Ape out of the way as he charges, leaping out to the Aether Aces without a care in the world…
… And that’s when the DeadStar snaps…
Sirens.

I have a medium to large house where the roof was damaged by hail. I am getting a new roof
I am also considering going solar. My heating is a gas furnace and I have two EVs
I am thinking of going solar, and online calculators show I have a decent roof that can get enough sunlight. My monthly average electric bill is about 130$ My questions are as follows

1. How do I find a good installer?
2. Are there things I should be considering as solar will go on a brand new roof?
3. Are there subsidies or tax benefits in NC and which is the best site to find them
4. I probably would get battery storage - what are the major pros and cons, especially in terms of having EVs at home? At least one of which has a V2L adapter possible, and thus feed certain circuit in the house back as emergency usage
5. Are people recovering some of the cost spent when the sell home (compared to non-solar homes in the neighborhood?)

I went thru a lot of trauma before meeting her - stuff I should’ve gone to therapy for, but I was a stubborn man. I met her shortly after she broke up with a longterm bf, and we hit it off in a way neither of us could’ve imagined. We tried to stay friends for a while so she wasn’t jumping into a new infatuation, but everything felt so right and happened so naturally that after a while she just jumped right in and I followed.
I felt confused and worried because I didn’t want to be a rebound. I started to wonder if I was good enough. It was a whirlwind, and even though I WAS worried, it blossomed into an incredible, loving, fun, affection-filled relationship. We fell deeply in love but in the back of my mind I always wondered if she’d regret jumping in, and wondered if I was really good enough despite her constant affection and reassurance.
When I met her I was new to the city, with almost all of my friends back home, and we were hit with another big Covid wave so we ended up spending all of our time together. When the wave ended, she started a (stressful) new career and got back to her routine of seeing her friends, but it felt like I only had her - so I became anxious and had zero boundaries. She was clearly head over heels for me but I couldn’t shake my insecurities.
Things started getting complicated and my mental health went further downhill. This made things difficult for us, but we kept trying to fix it for a long time, which was hard with her working 12-14 hour days and me neglecting my mental health/boundaries (I should’ve been doing therapy and finding fulfilment in new friends/things). I started a new stressful career as well which made it even more difficult to get back in sync.
Eventually we both hit a breaking point and needed to take a step back. I started doing therapy and finally getting into real friendships and focusing on personal growth a ton. However, by the end she said she loved me more than anything and felt we were still compatible… but that things had gotten so complicated and stressful, and that she never got a chance to enjoy being truly independent as she’d dated her ex for years and then jumped into things with me.
We tried staying friends and sleeping together, but I couldn’t keep my cool and I ended up pushing her to the point of wanting to go NC. She said she wants us to reconnect someday and that she’ll miss me a lot. This was the worst time of my life and I hit rock bottom but clawed my way back up.
I live with one of her best friends and it sounds like she’s really enjoying the single life, focusing on her career, travelling, and spending time with friends. I’m happy for her but I really miss her. I feel more mentally stable than I ever have, therapy has helped a lot, I’ve got a great routine and group of friends now, I’m seeing other women, but it feels like a part of me is gone and I can’t let go of her. I’ve tried but it feels impossible.
I keep convincing myself that eventually we can reconnect from a healthier place and have the relationship we both always wanted - and both believed we could have - but I also feel like I’ve completely fucked it all up, especially with how I handled things post-breakup, and she probably doesn’t love me anymore or think about me or want me ever again.
I don’t really know what to do or why I’m writing this. I have amazing days but her absence is always in the background, dampening any sense of happiness or fulfilment I feel.
Can someone please give me some advice or motivating words? Have any of you been through this? What do I do?

Uhh so there's few quizzes which have a best one of two marking scheme. In these If you are satisfied with the first quiz score, is it fine if you do not go to the next quiz? I heard you get auto NC if you don't attend midsem, is it same for quiz?

I have a question on how to design a few tables for a database I'm building to store information about Frequent Flyer Accounts and benefits. So here are a few scenarios:
1: Airline A has frequent flyer program A. This program has four membership tier levels, blue, silver, gold and diamond. Each tier has different benefits.
2: Airline B and Airline C share frequent flyer program B. This program has 3 tiers, each with the same name and same benefits. Tiers are Blue, Gold and Platinum.
3: User accounts for each program are each a different tier i.e, Mike is Tier Gold in Program B, but also a member of Program A at Tier Silver.
4: Tier names are often used across many different programs, i.e, Blue tier is the name of the most basic tier for British Airways, Malaysia Airlines, Iceland Air, Gulf air, etc. None of these airlines share a Frequent flyer program.
5: Each Program has different benefits at each tier, but many are the same i.e, all airline programs have some form of Priority boarding.
I'm guessing there's 50 ways to build this but I'm unsure of the best way to split up all this data so I don't end up with all of it in one massive table.
So far I have an Airline Table, with basic info, a Tier table with a list of the most common Tier names and a Program Name table with all of the Airline's corresponding Frequent flyer program names.
Any suggestions would be appreciated!
NC

Hello everyone,
Recently flew frontier on a roundtrip from Charlotte NC to Salt Lake City UT with a layover at Las Vegas NV. Since there has been a lot of questions, complaining and posts in general on this sub regarding flying with frontier, I thought I would share my experience here. My and my fiancé flew for the first time with frontier.
CLT to LAS
We both decided to pay for a carry-on as it was a week long trip. Cost us $69 per direction through the app. We checked in early through the app. At the gate, they announced multiple times regarding the bag policy that the personal item needs to fit in their metal compartment for us to board the plane. When the zone 1 boarding was announced, we got up asap and boarded smoothly without anyone questioning us about the bags.
LAS to SLC
The only problem here was a 2 hour delay, with the previous flight being late as the reason. Same as Charlotte for the bag policy, lots of announcements beforehand but barely checked anyone during the boarding. A lot of people in the zone 1 line had obnoxiously large bags and strollers but were allowed without any questioning.
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SLC to LAS
This is where I felt them being a little strict for the first time. We had to wait for a flight that was boarding before us with two of the frontline workers standing next to the metal boxes and selectively asking people to get their bags measured. They were randomly picking people out from the line. Some had to check-in their carry-ons that they had paid for because of size being too large. Lots of back and forth going on and I feel like the only people who were asked to pay were the ones who had ridiculously stuffed personal items or some really big ones. Luckily my gate changed (not to mention the flight being late for 1.5 hours) and we were transferred to a make-shift basement where there were not metal boxes and everyone was able to board without any measurement hiccups.
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LAS to CLT
There were 3 frontier gate in line with lots of people waiting for the flight. Luckily again (ikr) the other two flights were before mine so most of the frontier workers were busy handling those lines. The weirdest part was that the line on my left was pretty chill with the workers allowing people to literally shove their personal bags as hard as they can and letting them board without any issues. But the line on the right was super strict for literally the same thing. Lots of people being told to pay for the personal items if they didn't fit. By the time I could see more of that shit show my boarding was announced with literally 1 worker handling the boarding, meaning there was no one to question the bags, and were were able to board smoothly.
Conclusive remarks:

1. The airline bag policy is a mixed bag. There is no definite protocol to enforce the bag policy. It's basically pure luck at this point. Zone 1 definitely gives you some advantage as I saw them being a little lenient towards the people who board first. It also comes down to pure luck, and the gate workers. But I would heavily advise to go light on the personal item. That's what we did. Got some bags that would help us fly without any measurement issues.
2. Check in early if you can. On return flight I received an email like 4 hours before the flight regarding them downsizing the plane and giving away vouchers. Luckily I had already checked in the night before so I had been assigned a seat already so it wasn't an issue for me.
3. The main issue I would say is the flight delays. This issue was common, throughout the airport, specially with frontier, as I could see on their app. So make sure you keep checking the flights and their timing either through the frontier app or flightaware.
4. The planes are not in the best condition and the service is mid at best. But you get what you pay for. Will I fly with them again? With bags and the ticket I paid $300 roughly for a round trip to fly coast to coast to see my family, so yes I will probably do it again considering the next best option for this trip is $800 unless I find anything else that's cheap, because I would definitely pay just a little more to not fly with them.

Greetings army,
The MILPER for the JAG Funded Legal Education Program (FLEP) just dropped, and several of us have been trying to spread the word. Basically, you're eligible to apply as a SGT - SFC with NLT 4 and no more than 8 TIS, if you have a bachelors, or as a 2LT - CPT between 2 and 5 TIS, waiverable to 6 TIS. FLEP will pay for your law school (more on that later) and your full salary and benefits commensurate to your rank for the duration, and then you'll owe six years as a Judge Advocate afterwards. It is a very competitive application, with only 25 selected per year, and many many applicants have to apply two or three times. It's a fairly standard yet lengthy application, NC/OERS, 3 LORs, and an interview, but it is one of the best decisions I have made in the Army so far.
The MILPER is no. 23-198 if you're interested, and feel free to ask away below. I know there are several other current and former FLEPs lurking here, but feel free to message me if you would like any help on your application!

a little backstory: my husband and i are both in the military. we got married within 6 months of meeting each other. we got married during the peak of COVID so we had been married for a year before we met each others parents. we’ve now been married for 3 years. due to various reasons, we’ve only seen his mother about 4 times in the past two years. we now have two kids under two (17m daughter, 3m son) and moved about 4 hours closer. we have been trying to visit more often. i’m black, he’s white. his family lives in a rural area where everyone stares at me wherever we go. i can tell his family just thinks i’m weird. lots of micro-aggressions. it’s always uncomfortable for me but i tell myself i’m doing it so my kids can have a relationship with their grandparents.
we are our only “village” besides daycare. it’s tough going back home with my husband where it feels like i’m constantly being judged for my parenting since it’s us everyday with our kids with no very little outside influences.
over the weekend, my MIL was making comments about being “in control” of my daughter better than us, his grandmother said my daughter needed to be spanked (she’s 18 months and we do not spank her), one of her friends looked at my daughter after a tantrum and said “so you’re the one who was being bitchy?”, her husband said “mommy’s gonna beat you”, i hate comments like this because i do not hurt my child. i refuse to beat my child for being a kid. i was beaten for being a kid. i’m not continuing that. MIL was insisting that my daughter sleeps with her and her new husband every night (which makes me uncomfortable because she’s been with him for even less time than my husband and i have been together and they made an enormous fucking deal about us. i digress)
my daughter was also totally not behaving normally on this trip also which is understandable considering we took multiple road trips varying between 12 hours to 8 hours to 4 hours. her schedule was totally screwed.
my daughter kept having tantrums at bedtime. my MIL took my daughter to bed with her. my daughter woke up around 2 am, screaming and crying. my MIL comes in to give her to us at 2 am and then is asking a million questions while my toddler is screaming and kicking and fighting. she gives me barely any time to comfort her before she says “oh i thought she maybe wanted you guys but she’s still crying so i’ll take her back”. me and my husband got into a stupid fight during this, he ends up getting out of bed to comfort my daughter and his mom sets them up on a separate bed downstairs in the basement.
the next morning, i was upset about the little fight, my daughters behavior, feeling like i was being judged, etc. i stayed to myself most of the morning, packed up my things and put them in the car since i was under the impression that we would be going back home that day. she came and talked to me a little bit, everyone had eaten breakfast without me. she offered to make me something. i said no. i wasn’t hungry. my husband wasn’t really talking to me so i didn’t know what was going on. throughout the day, i saw my MIL and his grandma whispering back and forth (assuming about me and how i was in the morning).
the next day, my daughter was extremely overtired and having tantrums at bedtime again. i suggested she have a bath and lay with me in bed. my MIL was asking me a million questions again while my daughter is screaming, kicking and hitting me. she’s asking if she can take her back outside to play at 10 o clock at night. like uhhh no??? why do you think that is a good idea? she just needs a dark, quiet environment. she’s very persistent about certain things and just asks the same questions over and over again. it drives me insane.
my husband just went back to work after having parental leave (we have a 3 month old). this is my first week by myself. he suggested that i stayed with his mom for a week for help (without asking me if that is what i wanted). he asked her if i could stay with the kids and she came up with every excuse but she said she can take my kids for a week once i go back to work…doesn’t sit well with me.
i find myself being happy to have some help but at what cost? i’m caught between thinking i’m a bad parent and that maybe it’s my fault but at the same time, she’s a fresh toddler. i have always had trouble setting boundaries and being assertive. i know my MIL wouldn’t treat my kids poorly but i feel like she may not set them up for success if she is by herself with them with the idea of “i’m grandma. this is my house, we will do whatever we want in my way”. that will lead to these unwanted behaviors that everyone keeps freaking out about. i want my daughter to know her family and to spend time with them. my grandma and i were best friends growing up. i’m just struggling with this family dynamic because i do this on my own. i know this is so ridiculously long but i just need to vent and hope anyone could offer insight.
*also just something that has bothered me lately: she’s made snarky comments about my education. she was talking to my SILs about college and then says “get your masters now, don’t have kids. it’s hard trying to get your masters with kids. isn’t that right?” i was like ? huh. i have never had any interest in pursuing a masters degree to begin with…? never has been on my radar. a few days later, she said it again. “i can’t imagine trying to get my masters with kids. that would’ve been so hard. i can’t see how you can do it” well…not planning on it. it’s just so weird. she’s got three kids but my husband is her first and her boy and they just repaired their relationship so she’s a little crazy about him. she’s constantly pulling out books upon books of photos of him that i really don’t care about at this point lol ok i’m done.

This situation isn't specific to RBB's but I suspect some of the baggage I'm trying to process is. This is mostly a vent but any support or educational resources would be greatly appreciated.
I've posted my story before and discussed my reasons for going NC with my mom. But now I'm faced with a new challenge and I'm really struggling to keep my shit together.
I'm now 36, and engaged to an amazing man who is a better partner than I ever imagined possible. We've been together 5 years and this is the first peaceful, loving, home situation I've ever experienced.
He has a daughter from a previous relationship who is 7. She's a great kid and we get along really well. I've never wanted children of my own, but after some early struggles, doing the part time thing became manageable and I made peace with it. Thankfully my partner loves being a dad and takes on most of the "parenting", so I can play more of a "fun" role. Of course, I still help make sure she's dressed and fed, and sometimes help with homework, etc. Due to my own abusive upbringing, I stay away from the discipline and all that, though.
His ex recently dropped a bombshell on us, that she wants to move to the opposite side of the country with her husband and youngest, and have my step-daughter live with us full time. My reaction was...the ugliest reaction I've ever had. I panicked so much I made myself violently ill and couldn't stop crying for days. I couldn't explain the sheer panic and rage I felt. Or why I recoiled at the thought of being put in a parental role. (For the record, the kid was not with us and didn't see any of this.)
It's half fear of accidentally causing harm because of my own terrible upbringing and half selfishness. My dad was an addict and I practically raised my younger brother. I was protecting him from the time he was born (I was 5), while my bpd mom just waifed or pretended everything was totally normal and fine. I did my fucking time already. I lost so much of my life to their mistakes. Now that I'm on my own I feel I deserve to live my life on my terms. I've always been careful to use protection and made it all the way to thirty-fucking- six without an "oopsie". And now this ex of his just gets to steal my future from me? She refuses to work, or support herself and just gets to dump her kid in my lap now that she's no longer convenient? Selfishly, I'm fucking enraged and cannot stop grieving what feels like the death of my own future.
But, having been a kid whose parents resented me, I know none of this is my step-daughters fault. And I genuinely believe living here would be better for her, especially if her mom is so willing to shuffle her off. She's a good kid and deserves a stable, loving home. I don't begrudge the child at all, but I HATE the situation and what it's doing to my life.
The only image of a "mother" that I have is the codependent delusional waif my mom was. I remember her getting up at 4 am to iron my dad's clothes and cook his breakfast. I remember that she did all cooking, errands, housework, yardwork, etc. I remember that even I understood "mom" to mean essentially domestic slave. I remember the 1 time my dad was kind to her (he brought her flowers about a week after his first long rehab stint). The rest of the time he hated her and us. He cheated constantly and regularly abused everyone in the home.
I also remember how she told me when I had kids of my own that I'd stop existing and that people would care about my kids, instead of me. "Once you have kids, you stop getting birthday or Christmas gifts, even from your own parents. Your own plans need to be put aside. You no longer matter once you're a mother, so enjoy it while you can."
I'm in therapy and working to adjust to this new reality but I'm breaking down as the time gets closer. It feels like 2 weeks is all I have left until my life is over. Until I vanish. And ... I've only been out of the fog for 3 years. It feels like I've only just started living my own life and now it's being stolen from me.

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My wife and I just returned from a 7-day trip on the Holland America Eurodam from Seattle to Alaska. At the top I will say Alaska is an absolutely must-do destination. Despite our issues with Holland America and the Eurodam, every single stop on the itinerary in Alaska brought at least one “wow” moment. Unfortunately, the ship and line we decided to sail with, the Holland America Eurodam, was a very disappointing experience. I will pre-apologize for the lengthiness of the review here. :)

ITINERARY - 7 Days - May 20-27

Seattle - At Sea - Juneau, AK - Glacier Bay, AK - Icy Strait Point, AK - Sitka, AK - Ketchikan, AK - Victoria, BC - Seattle
Overall, the itinerary was fantastic. Some of the stops felt a bit rushed, especially if you had to take a shuttle from the port, but we overall felt we had a decent amount of time in each port. The toughest back-to-back stops were the ones we arrived late, left late, but then arrived at the following port very early the next morning.
As I said above, Alaska should be on everyone’s bucket list. The views are indescribably beautiful, the people are extremely nice, and the stops felt very “authentic” as compared to some other cruise destinations we’ve visited. We will visit Alaska again. Some of our top picks at each stop:

• Juneau - Whale Watching with Harv and Marv's Outback Alaska (highly recommend), Mendenhall Glacier
  
• Icy Strait Point - 1300’ Gondola Ride (expensive, but absolutely worth the view)
  
• Sitka - Fortress of the Bear, Pel’Meni (Russian Dumplings), New Archangel Dancers, Russian Bishop’s House
  
• Ketchikan - The Great Alaskan Lumberjack Show, Creek Street Shops
  

SHIP

The Eurodam itself is a fine ship, and feels very “classic” in terms of styling. However, the overall space of the ship felt incredibly underutilized. The “Lincoln Center Stage” was completely unused for music the entire trip. The 1000-person auditorium generally sat empty, save for a couple of 30-minute shows per-day and a movie or two while in-port, and this starts getting into our issues with the ship.

On-Board Entertainment

Activities during the trip were practically non-existent unless you wanted to bid on an art piece or purchase jewelry or a watch. I understand that it’s kind-of Holland America’s “thing” to have a relaxed on-board experience, but even random movies in the auditorium during the day would help break up the monotony on longer sea days. The two trivia games offered were often packed to the brim on days with no “scenic” viewing.
There were also a few entertainment options we read about on this subreddit/advertised by Holland that were non-existent on the ship, such as the BBC Earth Experience or bringing guest speakers aboard to talk about Alaska. We had Park Rangers on our Glacier Bay day, but otherwise it was the Cruise Director reading from a 30-minute teleprompt script with accompanying slideshow for their version of “TED” talks each day - she was awesome, but not a replacement for a guest speaker or expert on the topic.
The evening shows, to put it bluntly, were bad. I know this is a common complaint about Holland America, but I didn’t realize how bad. The comedian Jill Kimmel was a nice change of pace, but my wife and I abandoned going to the nightly Holland-produced shows after Night 3.

Stateroom

Our stateroom was good to great. We had a verandah room on the 8th Deck, right under the Lido buffet. There was practically no noise, and the staff that tended to the room were incredibly nice and efficient. Room was cool, clean, and quiet.
The bed, however, was easily one of the worst beds we have ever slept on. I’m a very easy sleeper and I even had issues falling asleep on the bed - constantly waking up with back pain each day. The television in the stateroom was fine, but they did not allow you to change input sources and the TV remote was mostly non-functional; not a big deal, unless you’re struggling to find things to do on the ship…

Technology

Technology with Holland America is a serious dichotomy. Our embarkation process was EASILY the best and fastest we’ve had with any cruise line. They have facial recognition technology and we were at the port and onto the boat within 10 minutes. I’ve never seen anything like it - big props to HAL here.
Once on the boat, things aged very quickly. My wife and I both struggled the entire trip to keep a Wifi connection to the ship’s internal network, which is required to use the Navigator App. The Navigator App itself is quite buggy, fails to refresh, and sometimes just never loads. We relied on the room-delivered paper itineraries often to see what was going on for the day. I took both of our phones down to Customer Service and was told “that’s just what happens sometimes” and that there was no fix.
We purchased the “Internet at Sea” package prior to the trip to try and stay connected, and it connected maybe 2-3 times while we were underway. We used the connection a couple times in-port, but otherwise it was a huge waste of money. Neither of these problems have been an issue on any previous cruise for us - yes, the internet at sea is very slow, but it would stay connected, and the internal Wifi for other ships has never been at-fault. I asked Customer Service about a refund on the internet package and was told that since we pre-purchased and used a “significant amount of data at sea” (180MB by their count), we were not eligible for a refund.
We practically had whiplash going from one of the most technology-forward port experiences on embarkation and debarkation to a complete lack-of user facing technology for convenience on-board.

STAFF

The Eurodam’s staff were overall good. Highlights were our stateroom stewards, the various bar staff, and embarkation/debarkation staff members. Our stateroom stewards seemed to always be patrolling the hallways, super polite, extremely nice, and always willing to give a helping hand. We really couldn’t have asked for better staff to have with us.
The rest of the staff on the ship seemed very… uninformed. Asking a staff member where something was on the ship or what time something was happening (such as port arrival time) was often met with a confused look or “Please visit Customer Service”. I’m assuming this is likely due to a heavy turnover post-COVID, but it really seemed like much of the staff were passengers as much as we were.
The other odd thing about the staff is what I would call “parroting”. English is not the first language of the majority of the staff, which has never been a problem prior to this, as a misunderstanding would often have the staff ask us for clarification. On the Eurodam, however, the staff all seem to simply parrot back to you what you’ve said to them without any understanding which led to many confusing situations for both parties.
As an example, I once asked a Customer Service desk staff if they could process a document for me, we were a day late, so they couldn’t. “I cannot process this for you, sir.” No problem. Since I didn’t need the paper anymore I asked:

• “Ok, could you shred this document for me then?”
  
• “I’m sorry sir, I cannot process the document for you.”
  
• “Yeah, that’s fine, could you throw this paper away for me?”
  
• “Sir, I’m sorry, I cannot process the document.”
  
• “I know, I understand. I’m just asking you to dispose of the paper.”
  

Finally someone came from the back room, translated for him, and he took the paper and put it in the shredder under the desk. This was a super minor thing, but it happened over-and-over again - the staff acting like they understood what was being said, but seemingly not actually comprehending it. Learning a language is incredibly difficult, and I have zero issues repeating myself, nor do I get upset by it, but it almost seemed like the staff were directed to fake understanding as it happened with multiple staff across the ship. This especially was an issue with the dining staff, which gets us into the biggest issue on the ship.

FOOD SERVICE

I’m not entirely sure where to start with this one. Food service was simply awful from top to bottom. Our one highlight was eating at Tamarind for one dinner.

Lido Buffet

Let’s start with Lido, the buffet. The space simply is not large enough for the number of passengers on the Eurodam. Every visit we had required us to hunt for a seat for 5-10 minutes before attempting to get our food. The buffet is not fully-mirrored on both sides, so it was a crapshoot as to which line would be longer on a given night. The space between the closest tables and buffet line was about 2 people across which made traversing Lido a chore at best - God help you if a mobility scooter ended up somewhere in the line. To be clear, it was never the person who required the scooter's fault, it's absolutely the poor layout of Lido.
The food in Lido was, in-general, bland, overcooked, and not visually appealing. There was a lot of overlap day-to-day of reusing similar cuts of meat for a slightly different dish. Often, there were dishes on the menu that just were never prepared or we were told was “out” despite never seeing it on the buffet early into dinner or lunch. The food also felt very cheap - I settled for a cold-cut sandwich a couple of times for lunch and the quality of the ham and turkey used would make an Oscar Mayer’s accountant blush knowing they could get away with selling it.
There were also very odd choices made about what you could and couldn’t do yourself at Lido. Get bread? Yes. Get a bagel? No. Cut bagel? Yes. Toast? No. Get jam? Yes. Get butter? No.

Room Service

Next up, room service. The combination of arriving at ports early and the general slowness of Lido had us ask for room service breakfast 5 times. The food never arrived on time, typically 30 minutes early or 15 minutes late. Not awful if you ask for a 7AM breakfast and it arrives at 7:15AM, but pretty rough when you ask for a 6AM breakfast and it arrives at 5:30AM.
The room service started making me second guess our food safety. We often would get cereal, milk, and yogurt of some sort. The milk always arrived at room temperature or slightly warm, as did the yogurt and this was consistent. I don’t know if warm milk and yogurt is a Holland America thing, but I sure did not like it. Continuing on with food safety, out of our 5 in-room meals, 3 of the days we had visibly dirty flatware - as in, still had food on it from the previous meal, dirty. This was disgusting. This also continued to be a problem across the whole ship, for the entire trip. We had to double check every single piece of flatware and glass we used. Here’s a “taste”.

Main Dining Room

Finally, the Main Dining Room (MDR). The food in the MDR seemed to be different (not better, unfortunately) from what was served in Lido, at least for the first 4 days. After the 4th day, the MDR simply mimicked what was being served in Lido, just plated differently. I can’t say I’ve been on a ton of cruises, but I’ve never seen this happen - usually the MDR is in place for food diversity. I suppose it is nice for someone who doesn’t want to spend the time in the MDR, but the illusion of food choice was completely gone.
I once asked for chicken to be added into my pasta dish, something that has never been an issue with any other…anything. When the dish came out, pasta, no chicken, but then I was offered the full chicken entree as a second plate, in addition to my pasta. I explained again I wanted to add chicken to my dish and he said they could not do that, but he would be happy to shred the BBQ grilled chicken dish into my pasta and mix it for me at the table. A nice gesture, but no thanks. I’m not sure if this is a limitation of the kitchen or understanding of our wait staff, or both. I watched him write “+chicken” next to the order, so I’m assuming the former.
The food listed on the menu also almost always was not what was brought to the table. Two distinct examples were a “Gourmet Greens Salad with Toasted Nuts, Cherry Tomatoes, and Orange Segments” that my wife ordered once. What arrived was an iceberg lettuce salad, walnuts, sliced tomato, and no oranges. The following night I ordered “Ricotta and Spinach Tortellini with Spicy Arrabbiata Sauce and Grilled Vegetables”, what arrived was the frozen cheese tortellini from Lido with the marinara sauce on the buffet that is offered every single night. I went to Lido after our dinner to confirm this with 100% accuracy. Don’t get me wrong, I am a man who loves his cheese tortellini, but that's just false advertising that I feel is purposefully used to make it “feel” more premium.
After our experience with dirty flatware in our room, we started checking ours extensively before each meal in the MDR and had 3 different additional occasions where there was still food or drink on the fork, spoon, or cup, from the previous user. We brought this up to the staff each time, got an apology, but never truly trusted the cleanliness of anything onwards.
From a time perspective, the MDR took forever. Our shortest trip to the MDR was a lunch which took just under an hour and a half. We often would sit with our finished appetizers plates for 10-15 minutes before someone would come take them from us, then wait another 10-15 for our entrees. Often our drinks were not filled, or just forgotten all together. It was very odd…the staff seemed extremely busy, but often felt like they weren’t getting much done. I saw many times that staff would be shuffling clean plates from table to table, just to move them back to a big stack at the end, then repeat the same process with the same plates.
Similar to our in-room experience, our food always arrived at questionable temperatures. I ordered a Caesar salad 3-4 times throughout the trip and it always arrived warm to the table - not room temperature, warm. Again, maybe a Holland America thing, but I did not like it. Our entrees were always room temperature or cold and the one time I sent it back, it took 20 minutes to get a replacement, just for the replacement to be cold. I’m really not expecting the world here, but at least some level of expediency. It never felt like the wait staff’s fault (perhaps minus the shuffling), but someone in the chain was seriously letting them down.

CONCLUSION

There’s more I could say about everything on the ship, but I will just leave it that it was not a pleasant or even decent Eurodam experience for either of us. Overall the sailing experience with Holland America felt extremely cheap, dated, and by the end, dirty. I cannot see us sailing with Holland America ever again, which is a shame since they do offer some interesting itineraries elsewhere in the world. We honestly went into the vacation really wanting to like Holland America as it seemed what was advertised aligned very well with our interests.
The issues come as a bit of a shock to both of us, as we felt that Holland presents itself as a “premium” cruise line with top-quality dining and entertainment and reviews seem to state the same. Based on our Eurodam experience, it couldn't be further from the truth. I really hope our experience was a one-off, but it was a really miserable one. We’ve had 3-night “booze cruises” out of Port Canaveral that have had considerably better dining and entertainment, at a significantly lower price point, extrapolated out.
Despite all the issues with the ship, Alaska exceeded everything I could have imagined. This was still one of the greatest vacations we’ve ever taken and I wouldn’t hesitate to recommend an Alaska itinerary to anyone, just avoid Holland America at all costs.

Delhi, the bustling capital of India, is a food lover's paradise. With its diverse culinary scene and rich gastronomic heritage, the city offers a plethora of options for every palate. From street food to fine dining, Delhi has it all. If you're a foodie looking to explore the best places to eat in Delhi, here are some must-visit establishments that will tantalise your taste buds.

1. Best Kebabs in Delhi: No food journey in Delhi is complete without savouring the delectable kebabs the city has to offer. Khan Chacha, located in Select CityWalk, is a legendary eatery known for its melt-in-your-mouth kebabs. The succulent Galouti Kebabs and the flavorful Seekh Kebabs are absolute must-tries. Another iconic spot is Al Jawahar, renowned for its fragrant and perfectly spiced kebabs. From the aromatic Boti Kebabs to the juicy Tandoori Chicken, every dish here is a delight.
2. Tim Hortons: If you're craving a taste of Canada while in Delhi, head to Tim Hortons. This famous Canadian coffee chain has made its mark in the city with its delectable doughnuts, freshly brewed coffee, and savoury sandwiches. Whether you're looking for a quick breakfast bite or a cosy spot to unwind, Tim Hortons offers a warm and inviting ambience to enjoy their delicious offerings.
3. Sly Granny Cafe: Tucked away in the heart of South Delhi, Sly Granny Cafe is a hidden gem loved by locals and visitors alike. This quirky eatery combines vintage decor with a modern twist and serves up an array of innovative dishes. From their mouthwatering Truffle Oil Mushroom Risotto to the indulgent Banoffee Pie, every item on the menu is a work of art. Don't forget to try their signature cocktails, crafted with precision and creativity.
4. SIP FACTORY Juicery Cafe & Milkshakes: For health-conscious foodies or those seeking a refreshing break from the city's heat, SIP FACTORY Juicery Cafe & Milkshakes is a must-visit. This vibrant cafe specialises in a wide range of cold-pressed juices, smoothies, and nutritious bowls. Their menu features an extensive selection of superfoods and fresh ingredients, ensuring a wholesome and revitalising experience.
5. Street Food Delights: No foodie's guide to Delhi would be complete without mentioning the city's street food scene. Chandni Chowk, the bustling market in Old Delhi, is a haven for street food lovers. Indulge in the mouthwatering delights of Paranthe Wali Gali, where you'll find an assortment of stuffed parathas bursting with flavours. Treat your taste buds to the iconic Daulat Ki Chaat, a delicate and frothy dessert that is unique to Delhi. And don't forget to savour the tangy Gol Gappas and the spicy Aloo Tikki at the famous street food stalls.

Delhi is a melting pot of culinary traditions, and these are just a few of the many amazing dining options the city has to offer. Whether you're craving traditional Indian cuisine or seeking global flavours, Delhi's food scene will leave you spoilt for choice. So, embark on a gastronomic adventure and discover the best places to eat in Delhi, indulging in the rich tapestry of flavours that the city has to offer.

My husband, myself and our 2 kids (plus I'm 27 weeks pregnant) recently had to have a temporary stay at my MILs house while our addition is being built on our home. It shouldn't take long. We have been at MILs for 3 days now and we are all staying in her spare room. My SIL (46) also lives here permanently with her own child (13f).
Well, yesterday was a rough day for me and my youngest. He has severe asthma and him and I both developed some sort of cold. We were completely down all day long and he had to use his rescue inhaler way more than usual. I also have insomnia. So on top of being sick and up with an asthmatic child, I couldn't fall asleep to save my life last night. Last I checked the clock it was 3:20ish am.
My SIL, who is fully aware of my insomnia and is also fully aware of how sick me and my kid are, decided to come and wake both me and my son up at 4am to tell me she had gotten my kids breakfast from McDonald's before she left for work. I was immediately pissed, though I just said thank you and tried my best not to show it. But at this point, my son is fully awake and due to that, so am I, after running on MAYBE an hour collectively in the past 24 hours. There was absolutely no chance of me going back to sleep (my husband had already left to go work on the house- as he's trying to get it done as soon as possible to get us out of here).
Well, my husband called at 7am and asked how my morning was kicking off, cause I have to be up at 6am anyhow to get my other son off to school. I explained that his sister woke me and my youngest up at 4am to tell us she bought the kids food instead of just sending a text or leaving a note on the door and due to this I'm fucking exhausted and irritable. He completely understood and told his sister to not do that again through text. He said "my wife and I appreciate you buying food for the kids but please refrain from waking up the kids and wife at 4am. They are sick and she has insomnia." SIL is pissed and saying she "will never be nice again because it's unappreciated".

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For the first time since the launch of Fallout 4, we were able to bring back some of your favorite voice actors and actresses return to reprise their iconic roles in our original (very non-canon) community radio play production (with video voice acting) forWes Johnson's drive to raise funds for the Alzheimer's Association.
If you missed it, we have it up on YouTube in 4k: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJR2YE14-EY
The Fallout community fundraiser ends tomorrow night and if you wanted to learn more about it: https://tiltify.com/+wes-johnsons-alzheimers-association-fundraisefalloutforhope-wes-johnson-alz-2023
Set 2 years after the events of the main quest of Fallout 4, this film noir style radio play called, "Death Shroud!: A Nick Valentine Mystery" raised almost $6,000 for the charity through the epic kindness of the Fallout community. It was a RARE opportunity to have this amazing cast back in character and best of all we got to SEE them performing their voices! It was a 3 hour long epic tour de force of talent.
STARRING:

• Stephen Russell as Detective Nick Valentine
• Wes Johnson as the Silver Shroud
• Zack Ward as Boss Lombardo
• Peter Jessop as Paladin Danse
• Jon Bailey as The Mechanist
• Danny Shorago as John Hancock
• Matt Mercer as MacCready
• Courtenay Taylor as Nora the Sole Survivor
• Keythe Farley as ???
• Pete Hines as Jefferson Shaw
• Emil Pagliarulo as The Trickster
• Paul Eiding as the Vault-Tec Rep
• Shari Elliker as Magnolia
• James Lewis as Obediah Blackhall
• Bill Lobley as the Announcer
• Alex Cazares as Ella Frost, Shawn
• Jan Johns as Ellie Perkins
• Paula Tiso as Louisa Frost
• John Patrick Lowrie as Fishlips Malone
• Ellen McLain as Mad Ma Lombardo
• Aeric Azana as Charlie
• Jon St. John as ???
• Richard Epcar as ???
• Ellyn Stern as ???
• Jim Feronda as ???
• Dr. Mark Hauswirth as Dr. Zorbo, "Fink" Wilson
• Matt Bartlett as Louie the Rat
• Jessica Dickey as the Courier
• Keemo Provorse as the Addict

So as is tradition once every couple weeks the kids went down to the grand folks for the weekend but Saturday night I got the nightmare call. Dad was feeling off and they think it’s a heart attack and to please get over there asap. I make a 25 min drive take only 15 min, get there and they’re already in the car ready to go, the kids are in the house balling and I do my best to calm them. After several hours and some updates from grandma sure enough it’s a heart attack and a severe enough one they’re going to fly him to a bigger hospital an hour drive away for emergency surgery to put a stent in. By this time kids are asleep and we just pass out where we all are. The next morning trying to find some normalcy I make breakfast and take them around the grounds to show them stuff (their land is basically a small farm). While I’m tidying up the house and tinkering with what comes next at lunch time my boy (6) asks if we can go on a ride on the Polaris side by side UTV. I say sure and he says “I’ll go start it!” Little did I know…..
I hear it start. I hear the engine rev. Then an enormous boom. I run out and he’s run it into their back deck. I kill the engine and check on him but he’s running inside terrified. The damage is significant, the side of the deck has an enormous chunk taken out of the bottom half on that side, the UTVs whole front end is wedged under , the hood crumpled up and I can see broken headlights and parts. I smell gas so I don’t try to start it. And worst of all the frame is bent in the middle. My son blames himself immensely but I keep trying to tell him it’s not his fault and calming him but he’s inconsolable worried that pawpaw will be so mad. Well pawpaw WAS pretty mad as it was a $10k UTV and there’s no telling what the costs will be, but he was rightfully mad at me, not my son. I feel so stupid, why did I let him on there if only just to start it? Why did it take off on its own when he swears he wasn’t pressing the gas? How will I ever pay my father back or help him with repairs or getting a new one ? He’s back from the hospital today but hasn’t called or texted and grandma has gone radio silent now too even though they’re back from the hospital with an all clear from the doctors. I bought a scratch off lotto ticket on a whim yesterday hoping for a lucky $10,000 win. No such luck. What am I going to do dads? It’s obvious I need to tell my son no more and be more cautious about things but why did it have to be a $10,000 lesson.

I don't think I am an asshole in this situation but would like some feedback from internet strangers.
So a little bit of background, me and my daughter (lets call her Daisy not her real name) mother (Jen not real name either) got divorced the best part of 4 years ago just after Daisy turned 1, we've maintained a somewhat amicable relations since then for Daisy's sake.
This past week was Daisy's birthday, Jen and I organised so that Daisy would be with me for a few days before and the morning of her birthday, and Jen would pick her up and have her for the afternoon/evening/night of her birthday and a few days after. On a normal week Daisy spends most of her time with me at my place, and 2 days a week with her mum. We'd already organised her a birthday for Daisy and her friends a few days before Daisy's birthday.
The day before Daisy's birthday I organised a party for members of my family to come and spend the day with her and we gave Daisy her birthday presents from my extended family and I so that she would have the chance to play with and use all her new stuff, rather than wait until the following morning and her only having a few hours.
On the day of Daisy's birthday, I woke her up gave her a birthday breakfast and we spent the morning playing with her new stuff in and around the house. When Jen turned up Daisy wanted to show her the new things she had got for her birthday. There where a couple (3) 'big' items, all of which were second hand items that I had bought and spent time fixing up to be like new including a bike that Daisy had been desperate for (which she loved when she got it and had a blast riding it around the local park). When Jen saw these items and in front of Daisy made a point to say "I can't believe you got her all this really cool stuff, I guess you can tell Daddy is much richer than Mummy". Daisy looked very confused by this comment and went to get her shoes and jacket on to go.
With Daisy out of earshot I asked Jen what was with the comment she made to which she yelled at me "I'm stupidly poor at the moment so couldn't get her much, you're just trying to make me look like a dick by buying her all this stuff" and stormed off to wait by the car for Daisy.
I've since received several messages from Jen and various members of her family saying I am a dick for getting Daisy the stuff I got her for her birthday and making Jen look bad.
Honestly I wasn't trying to make anyone look bad, I know that times are tough and most people are finding it hard to make ends meet, hence why most of the stuff I got Daisy for her birthday was second hand and fixed up, I just wanted to give her a good birthday. I wasn't thinking about Jen at all or her finances as we agreed to keep all finances separate after the divorce so I had no idea how hard up she was. The only time Jen talks to me or messages me is if she needs/wants something to do with Daisy which suits us both.
So AITA for getting my daughter more stuff than her mum for her birthday?

So I(M) met this girl online in summer 22 and we pretty much clicked right for the get go. I had no problems to talk to her and for her that was the same, we both are introvert but the relationship seemed to go well, early this year I met her physically for the first time and we spent a week together in January when I traveled to see her in her town. We have started to date after that, and we were like in a long-distance relationship, 2-3 weeks ago she went cold on me, starting to distance herself from me, canceling plans, without tell me why and without us to have any dispute or anything like that. One day she called me and said to me I'm a good guy but she's not sure about us and asked me to let her the time to think if we can have a future together. She said we can still text or call each other during that time but not like what we used to do (which was like 24/7) .
I did that the first days, yeah I'm not proud of me but it was really confusing , she was the one who text me first the day after her 'talk' (and with a kissing heart emoji) so I reach out to her through text two times after that but I could sense through the way she replied to me, it feels like she just was trying to be nice and didn't want to have a meaningful conversation. So I did the No contact since (8 days without reach her out so far ) , it made me realize that I care a lot about her more than I thought, and to imagine that it could not be the same for her terrifying me, and I must say I'm not proud of me this the first time I let a girl (or a person in general) have so much power in my heart.
The deadline she gave me is coming soon, should I break the NC when we get there to know if she's still interested in me or not or should I let her reach me first even though she may take more time to do so Because I don't think I can move on quickly if she doesn't say to me directly and I don't like this state where things are not cleared it makes me anxious (even tho I know I should not be so invested ). What's the best way to deal with this situation ?