The weather's looking kind of iffy for me driving to Indiana. Feh.
I might just take the boy to Target to get his picture taken today.
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The weather's looking kind of iffy for me driving to Indiana. Feh.
I might just take the boy to Target to get his picture taken today.
Polter-Cow, what's HTJS?
Had the Justin shakes?
Heard the Jazz song?
Hugged the Jewish Sherpa?
Herded the joyful sheep?
Has the juicy stuff?
Polter-Cow, what's HTJS?
Has tagged Jon Stewart. It's an occurrence so frequent I abbreviated it.
Cashmere HNTJS.
Oh. I HNTJS lately.
cereal...
Cashmere, what vw said about tearing up when she read that your mom was worried about you driving in the snow. What are your plans? Are you still going to visit over the weekend, or are you just going to wait 'til surgery day?
Are you still going to visit over the weekend, or are you just going to wait 'til surgery day?
I'm waffling. They're calling for 4-6 inches of snow in my travel area starting this afternoon and stretching to tomorrow. It could mean a longer than 4 hour drive in a small s-10 pickup truck (shitty traction, even with 300lbs worth of gravel in the bed). OR I could wait and see how it pans out on Saturday morning.
After several years with my plastic set, I upgraded to stainless last year. I have no regrets, except perhaps not doing it sooner.
I do like the stainless, but the new (Oxo, I think) ones with the angled measurements are fab. My old roommate who is a baking fiend has them, and I've been thinking about them ever since.
We're slowly upgrading what's left of our cheap cookware,
I'm going through this process as well, though right now the upshot is that I have a very few good pans that get used for everything. I tossed the crappy stuff when I moved.
Tom and I are excitedly making our way through our first Cook's Illustrated. It rocks!
In other news, I am still slightly shaken by an awful dream I had last night where Tom told me he didn't love me, and never did. It went on and on in agonzing detail, but that's the gist of it. i woke up crying. BAH!
Gah, Nora, that sucks. The mind can be a real bitch sometimes.
Someone please tell me to get off my ass and into the shower. I'm going to be late to work as it is, and I've having a hard time caring. At least the dog is already walked.