Trying not to laugh too hard at the absolute joy in my colleague's voice as he explains to me the luxurious 10th-anniversary weekend away he is about to take without his kids, where they're going to SLEEP LATE and EAT IN A NICE RESTAURANT and WATCH LITERALLY ANY TV THAT IS NOT BLUEY.
Godspeed, my guy. Tempted to ask him if he wants my Hulu login to watch the new season of The Bear. I haven't started yet but I bet someone says fuck in the first ten minutes.
Oh man, I haven't been on Tumblr yet, I know NOTHING. Looking forward to finding out what people are angry about! (If you want to tell me in the gc I'd be delighted, I love mess more than I hate spoilers.) (Maybe you already have, I haven't been there in an hour or two, I'll check.)
Teletubbies (at that time) parent here - "Eat in a nice restaurant" is code for "take more than five minutes and enjoy the meal." I am happy for your colleague!