Goodness, her Highness looks very alert and interested in the world.
Anya ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
No, I like all kinds of things that probably shouldn't even be called "cheese" -- processed individually wrapped *fat-free* American cheese food slices, for one. (No, I seriously do. They make great grilled cheez sandwiches.)
I keep Kraft singles in the house for making faux-egg-macmuffins. And yet I do not like paneer. It's a texture thing. And a flavor thing.
(I used to think it was just that I'd never had any really good paneer, but then I discovered that the paneer in India tastes exactly like the paneer in the States.)
All this talk of cheese is making me realize that I haven't had lunch yet. I wonder if there's somewhere around here I can get macaroni and cheese.
Aimée, go get curry.
NOW.
This can't go on.
Baby!
Wow, she does look like Paul. I hope she gets his eyelashes. Little cutie girl! Oh the sweetness.
Mmmm, macaroni and cheese....
TEENY TINY BABY!
Aimée, go get curry.
Yes, ma'am. We have a little Curry in a Hurry round the corner from us now. I'll go try it. What KIND of curry?
I like the (presumably) adult finger in the picture that gives you a scale on just how TINY she is.
We're gonna call her Tickybox for the rest of her life, aren't we?
Sweet. (Baby!)
TICKYTICKYTICKYTICKYTICKYBOX!!!!!!!
I am literally thisclose to tickling my monitor right now while cooing "Who's a widdle ticky box? Is you a widdle ticky box?" She's that cute.
(And no, Tep, I'm sorry. It's over between us. I just can't be with someone who doesn't eat all the same cheeses as me.)