To be in tears about what Billy Crystal said?

[AnastasiaBeeverhausen]

We were on a train and he was really rude about what I’d cooked. It was some sort of cheese casserole. It’s the first time I made it but I thought it tasted ok.

He also took the last seat at the table so I had to sit on my own. He ended up admitting the casserole tasted better than he’d initially thought but it was too late. I was so crushed that I woke up in tears.

I’m no stranger to night time disappointment; Many’s the time I’ve had to have words with DH first thing in the morning because he’s cheated.

But I thought better of Billy.

I don't know about Billy's behaviour, but I had a very vivid dream that left me in no doubt that James Garner (of The Rockford Files) is absolute dynamite in bed, and in a number of other places around the house for that matter!!

Anastasia, as in Russian royalty. Beaverhausen, as in, where the beaver live.

So sorry Billy was mean. You should hang out with Will Smith instead. I spent time with him recently when I bumped into him trying on jeans in River Island. He was walking around the shop in his socks modelling the jeans for me (and maybe his wife was there / mute on the sidelines).
in real life I now consider us friends

Ed Gamble appeared in my dream last night, completely naked (he assured me it was for some sort of film role) and proceeded to squat down

Elvis once took me for a ride on the back of his motorbike. He was still slender and sexy: it was before he overdid the fried peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. He wore all the leathers and drove very confidently. Then he turned off the track into some caves, roared through these - and left me there. I don't know to this day how I got out or where he went. I've never been a big Elvis fan, and was even less of one after that.

I'm with Billy on this.

But I still think you should LTB.

Poor Billy's house burned down in the California wildfires earlier this year, @AnastasiaBeeverhausen. So perhaps you should cut him a break. His dream self is probably still a tad testy after everything that's gone on.

I'm sure your casserole was delicious and he didn't mean to swipe your seat.

Consider yourself fairly fortunate to have escaped with a snippy Billy Crystal.. I have never recovered from the complete roasting I got from Bill Clinton many years ago for propositioning HIM in the Oval Office. Incandescent with rage he was.. and tearing at the walls looking for the security cameras I was going to use to entrap him with.

The Oval Office desktop was surprisingly comfy though .. twas padded with some sort of green leather for me to slither all over in my femme-fatale come-hither way.
(Then my DH turned up and told me to stop slithering , pull myself together and leave Bill alone) I was pretty cross as was in some new kind of spy job .. and needed to get Bill compromised. Bloody DH lost me my job . Bastard never apologised . Probably a democrat. (Although we live in Sussex ) 😂…

So this morning I woke up really worried that I haven’t been looking after my gecko properly. I didn’t realise they need a heated tank and just how many crickets they need to stay alive.

I’ve just been carrying it around in my pocket or in my shoulder and giving him maybe one cricket a week, as and when I happen to find one in the garden 😳

The realisation that I’ve been practically starving him made me feel awful.

Next time, call me. I defeated John Simm, The Master, without breaking a sweat. Crystal? Ha! no problem.

@Mummylovesmonkeys a couple of months ago I (very loudly apparently) threw The Dickhead Donald out of my house for hanging his wet socks up to dry on the top of my doors, and that very unhappy looking wife of his just gave one of her enigmatic grimaces and walked out behind him dressed like Jackie O.... 🤣