Oh my...I cannot even tell you the relief I'm feeling. I'm cooking for the first time in a week! And I did dishes! And I'm making raspberry bars!
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.
vw!!! Woohoo!
Still no email or phone call. Dammit. I'm so sick of not being a finalist. When, oh when, will my genius be recognized? t /vain and arrogant
Sounds wonderful, vw.
I hope you get a phone call soon, Susan.
t glances throughbooks of mugshots
Here! Right here! This one I recognize! THAT'S SUSAN'S GENIUS!!!
t sticks out tongue at Aimee
Look at the witty repartee. Susan, your genius has layers!
And I'm making raspberry bars
Oooohhhh, raspberry bars....
vw, glad to hear you got good news! Go, you, on the cooking.
I once didn't go for about three years and required major cleaning, so I've been very careful since then.
I didn't go for about 4 years after I got out of the Navy (lack of insurance) when I knew darn well I had a bad cavity. I ended up with a very deep filling that 2 years later turned into a $600 root canal and crown. A $50 cleaning once a year and I probably wouldn't have had to even get the filling. It's worth it. Go. Get your teeth cleaned.
IOmemeN, I had an invterview at work today for a new job. It was four and a half hours. Can I cry now?
Can I cry now?
You can, but you probably rocked it, so it is probably more appropriate to give yourself a treat.
I once had an all-day, 13 hour interview. (9 a.m. to 10 p.m.) I went to work at the place that picked me up at 10 and broke out the bottle of wine at lunch, instead.
Oh my, Sail! That's a long interview. You can cry, or you could have one of these lovely raspberry bars that I'm making...
Or, you could do both. Your choice.