What's On Your Tuesday Menu, RNYers?

I'm a tried and true Bostonian. All my pet peeves are about how no one drives as well as I do ;)

I took a half day off yesterday to try to recover and I slept for...wait for it...FOURTEEN hours. And I'm still tired. But I'm here at work, trying again. I'm not hungry at all and guarantee that whatever I write for a meal plan will be a lie, so I'm not going to bother. 

Yeah, I'm absolutely a better driver than everyone in Onondaga County. 

Is this bragging? I can't be sure, because I've driven there before.

Well, the bar isn't exactly set very high here.  LOL  It's a best of a bad bunch scenario.

Trust me I agree with A/V the drivers in Onondaga County are NUTS!!! 

I used to teach freshman English at a local university that has about 70% out-of-state students.  Invariably, the students would grouse about how horrible the local drivers were.  On and on and on about how awful we local drivers were.  They never could get it that it was a bunch of out-of-state student drivers that they were battling.  (Not that our local drivers are great, but driving around that university is crazy land.)

My misophonia is people *****peat themselves. The lady I share my office with does this INCESSANTLY. Like all day long. Sometimes I'm rude and just put in my ear buds.

B- bacon sandwich (I know, shoot me)

L- salami, pepperoni, mozzarella, tomatoes

D-?

S-tuna packet, irish tea w/creamer

Totals: 1190

My husband, when telling a story or whatever, will say "you know what I mean?" approximately eleventybillion times.  I hate it, he knows I hate it, and then he gets mad when I'm like "YES, I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN!".  Ah, love.   

Apparently I say "Know what i mean?" a lot also, because my husband says it back to me in a sarcastic tone whenever I say it.  I am trying to STOP SAYING IT now! hahaha   know what i mean.....

All of my 5 siblings and I tend to say, "Am I making sense?" after explaining a complex idea. 

Then we all had a kind of group epiphany a few years ago during a rare sibling lunch get-together.  Every one of us is professionally successful and known for having good ideas that we express well.  But we all say this because for some reason we all have deep confidence issues or something--like we worry that we are truly stupid, that our ideas are barf, and that we cannot put words together to save our lives. 

So instead of people thinking, "Oh, poor thing, I need to reassure you that yes, you are indeed making sense--you are not a dumb incommunicado"--it comes off as super condescending, like "I am so smart that I am sure you do not understand."  Since that group revelation, we have all tried to be more aware of this and change.

Am I making sense?