I've never had that problem before...

Funny asparagus story. A friend of mine grew up rural poor outside of ABQ. As in roadkill, traps and whatever you could sneak from the fields poor. One staple was this weed that grew by the banks of the irrigations ditches. By the time she was in high school, she had a lot of issues related to their poverty and food was one of them.

Flash forward a good few years, she's pretty much over her issues, in grad school and is invited to this fancy shmancy expensive dinner thing. So she goes. They bring out the main course and she starts laughing. There are her ditch weeds! She'd grown up eating wild asparagus, but they just called them weeds and that had been something that was a source of embarrassment when she was young.

Heh, Animal Planet's Superbowl counter-programming is a room full of puppies just being puppies. No narration, just cuteness on the hoof paw.

That's beautiful. The program description:

Puppy Bowl

A shepherd mix, a French bulldog, a lab and a chihuahua play.

As a bonus, there are more than four puppies.

My belly is full of pasta, garlic bread, salad, and wine. I just saw David Boreanaz in a different shot from that rightfully famous bathtub shoot. I didn't have a panic attack in church this morning, and I've got lots and lots of popcorn for the Superbowl, tonight. Despite the fact that dh's very high profile work website was out for 3 hours yesterday, causing mass panic and him having to work from home, all day (including missing church), this is one of my best days as of late. If there were brownies, it would be rated even higher.

I am glad though, that there is no rat cake (oh, I first typed "rate" and that made me all Doyle-schmoop-sad), and no rats-sculpted from brownies, although I do admire the artistry involved therein.

Clean! My apartment is clean!

Wanna do my apartment next?

Wanna paint my apartment?

No! No! Tom can do my house first!

Go Tom with your hard-working self!

I'd rather paint than clean!