

Garden of Greens Girl Scout Cookies is a THC dominant variety and is/was only available as feminized seeds. (Her situation may become clearer once she explains why she didn’t intercede during her husband’s tantrum.)įor help with your awkward situation, send a question to to Philip Galanes on Facebook or on Twitter.Girl Scout Cookies is an indica/sativa variety from Garden of Green and can be cultivated indoors (where the plants will need a flowering time of ±58 days) and outdoors. I’m sorry he ruined your birthday celebration, but the blessing of geographic distance here is that you can try to save your dear friendship at a safe remove from her husband. Magic 8 Ball says: Nothing! Your friend’s husband may be extremely difficult or perhaps ill in some way your friend has not acknowledged to you (or herself). But what should we expect of her husband? My friend and I are trying to work through this difficult episode. Finally, he said we had to leave his house (where we were supposed to stay). He fought with my husband, then apologized - and then ranted some more. It tasted fine to my friend and me, but her husband started ranting about it. When we arrived, I unpacked Champagne for a toast. My husband and I drove 1,000 miles to celebrate my 70th birthday with a dear old friend and her husband. It’s economical, and my dog has never seemed distressed (or complained about it). A parting thought: Your sister’s vet can probably recommend someone responsible to stay with the dog in your sister’s home. I’m busy at work, and I have plans in the evening.” Done. The next time you don’t want to take her dog, tell her: “I can’t. That’s life! Don’t be bullied by fear of other people’s unreasonable reactions. She may still be upset with you for refusing to dogsit, though. Your sister’s dog is not your responsibility. I suggested she board the dog and even researched local kennels, but she refuses to do that. I don’t want to take care of it every time she’s away. I like the dog, but I work long hours and often go out in the evening. My sister travels frequently for work and always asks me to take care of her dog. It may be easier to make new friends at work or through shared activities - like yoga classes or reading groups. Keep in mind, though, that friendships with neighbors tend to deepen over time. (Personally, I would not want cookies from a stranger.) If you feel sparks of connection, invite them for coffee. Sure, visit your nearest neighbors and introduce yourself. Temper your expectations (and yes, keep your door closed). That’s a lot to have in common - and probably more than you will share with the residents of your new apartment building. I love your enthusiasm! But here’s the thing: In student housing, all of your neighbors were enrolled in the same university and pursuing degrees there. So, how should I make friends - bake cookies and knock on doors? Maybe invite neighbors on gallery walks? What do you think? That doesn’t seem right in an apartment building. Previously, I’ve lived in dorms and student housing where people kept their doors open if they wanted to socialize. I just signed a lease on a tiny apartment. I am 22 and starting a new job after I graduate from college in December. Diaries are for venting! At the same time, her cousin’s assessment that you are “too fragile” seems irrelevant to me.Ĭredit. I may be wrong, but I imagine your wife gave the diary to her cousin to save you from reading hurtful (and utterly normal) entries about you or your relationship. You are grieving the loss of your spouse of nearly four decades. I don’t doubt it is frustrating to be denied access to her writing after only recently learning about it, but the diary is not the source of your grief. But reading your wife’s diary is probably not the solution here. I am sorry for your loss, and I wish I could ease your pain.

My wife is still part of me, and not to read her thoughts is deepening my grief. She gave it to her cousin, who maintains I am too fragile to read it. I learned recently that my wife kept a diary. We knew it would kill her, but we carried on doing the things she enjoyed until she passed away. We had a loving marriage with the normal ups and downs. We worked in different worlds: She was an anthropologist who traveled widely, and I was a physician in private practice. My wife of 38 years died of ovarian cancer four years ago.
