In our house, it's called the clicky fire thing, and is usually taken away from me.
Hee!
Oh, poor Sheryl. I'm glad your trip was otherwise good, but man, food poisoning. Ugh. I hope you recover quickly and it's soon just a dim memory.
Food poisoning is the worst. It is like -- being poisoned. And can put you off the food that gave it to you for good. Anyway, for a long long time.
I live in panic of it. As cheap thrifty as I am trying to learn to be, I still live by
When in doubt, throw it out,
when it comes to food, because I *know* I would pay whatever the cost of the food was, not to have food poisoning.
Most of those massage chairs don't do it for me, but this one actually felt like you were getting a massage. Our bones were liquid by the time we left the store. It's a shame about the ugly, though.
But it has a *great* personality!
Maybe every home should have a dimly lit room, where nobody can quite make out what you're wearing (so comfy clothes all the way), or what the furniture looks like, or if your hair and make up look decent. It could be called the comfort room.
Jilli is so me!
Do you have a desperate craving for s'mores right now?
I think that I've been working on the Handbook That Ate Tokyo for so long that it's starting to develop sentience.
You're probably okay, as long as it isn't calling you at home and saying, "Hello, Clarice."
Do you have a desperate craving for s'mores right now?
Oo, yes, that too. It's like we're sharing a brain!
Do you have a desperate craving for s'mores right now?
I sure do. I would let you hold the clicky fire thing, and try to melt them, that way too, Jilli.
Oo, yes, that too. It's like we're sharing a brain!
You are. It's the hivemind. Bitches probably has everyone craving s'mores, right now.
Oo, yes, that too. It's like we're sharing a brain!
Nifty. Oh, sorry about the earworm of "I'm Cute" by the Animaniacs ...
I would let you hold the clicky fire thing, and try to melt them, that way too, Jilli.
See, Cindy loves me.
I've figured out how to make s'mores at home, but it involves someone distracting Pete so he doesn't notice me toasting marshmallows over one of the burners of our gas stove.
Jilli, Bed Bath & Beyond has those s'mores kits...
t hides from pete
Jilli, Bed Bath & Beyond has those s'mores kits...
Wha-ha-ha?
scampers off to BB&B website ...
