No, it's a liquid mix. But maybe the proportions don't suit you so you should do the opposite and ask for extra mix.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 31 But Looks 29
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As a friend once said to me - "Jars, you've looked thirty since you were six."
I've hit that "I'm in my mid-thirties and I'll be damned if I can remember how old I am," stage.
Dude, I've been like that since I hit 21. Most times I'm asked, I have to remember what year I was born in, remember what year and month it is now, and do the math.
Robin, OTOH, is 67, and unless you see her right at twilight, you can't hardly tell.
You can tell when I'm KICKING YOUR KRAV ASS.
The mix is way tooo sweet for me. Which I hear is authentic: proper chai is syrupy. What I want is the strong spicy tea-milk without the sugar.
I think it's juliana, Jessica, and Shrift who always freak me out with how much younger they are than me.
I know! It's crazy.
I was startled to realise that Papa Roach are babies.
Really? How old are they? Because they sound older than they are, I guess. Both the singer's voice, and the kinds of songs they write make them sound more older rockers.
Edited for sense-making.
I think juliana and I are the same age. I don't really call myself young (she can if she wants to) but I don't call myself old, either. I only start to freak out when I think how long I've been at this job.
Aimée actually pointed out to me that I said I was 33 somewhere on the board recently, but I'm not. I've hit that "I'm in my mid-thirties and I'll be damned if I can remember how old I am," stage.
As I've mentioned (all too many times, no doubt) my bday is September 11th. That whole year it was like I never turned 31 -- I kept forgetting and still said I was thirty. The next year I caught up.
I've hit that "I'm in my mid-thirties and I'll be damned if I can remember how old I am," stage.
I'm getting close to that stage. My parents, on the other hand, refuse to believe I'm in my thirties, let alone the mid-thirties. Mom says she is not old enough to have a daughter my age.
juliana is, like, 4.
You know, I can now see it.
Pffft. You're just jealous 'cuz I can run longer than y'all.
Which I hear is authentic: proper chai is syrupy.
Huh. I've had supposedly-authentic that is indeed sweet, but also so spicy that it will knock your socks off. I love it.
edit: sarameg is correct - I'm a mere 10 days or so behind her. I sure as hell don't feel young. I'm constantly surprised that I'm not in my 30s yet.