Meyer Lemon cheesecake with huckleberries on top from Slanted Door. OMG. Insane goodness.
I am, in most things, lemon's bitch (as I sip my Solo, with 5% crushed lemons), but lemon cheesecake, strangely, NSM. Truly I am a complex and layered individual. Like lemon meringue pie. Mmmm, lemony pie.
Just popping in to let you people know I popped my karaoke cherry last night. I sang. In public. For the first. time. ever.
Oh, I was in Canberra last weekend. Discovery: my sister can really sing. She did a very creditable version of Tracy Chapman's "Give Me One Reason", and sounded like she meant it.
I have never done karaoke, but because I am a Be Prepared kind of girl
Apropos of the villain talk, "Be Prepared" is probably the Disney song I would be most inclined to perform. If I could sing.
I used to turn the volume up on Night Flight whenever this one came on.
That reminds me, I need to chase up some Boney M.
My dad was too busy telling me tales of the real life exploits he and all his fellow demonspawn siblings got up to to make up tall tales when I was a kid. Mom generally prefered telling the truth (and as the informed parent, was the one I went to to ask bazillions of questions), but managed to keep me believing in Santa far longer than she should have by judiciously pointing out planes with red landing lights on Christmas Eve.
Timelies!
I woke up this morning and the only NC basketball team left in the tournament is the one wearing that faded, washed out color of blue.
[I should add that while I don't care one whit about basketball, I'm all in favor of good-natured, friendly taunting.]
My gloating killed Natter!
It's not dead, it's just sleeping.
Yeah, yeah, that's it, just sleeping.
Oooh, look, pyramids.
How are you feeling, Perkins?
Not bad. A little congested still, but I just took more claritin, so I should be good to go.
Well I hope you have a better today than you did yesterday. Feel well and have fun!
Happy Birthday Allyson!!!
heading out to kick-boxing class now. wish me luck...
