Well, we read Mr Wolf's Pancakes a while ago, and then this week we read Mr Wolf and the Three Bears. In the latter, Mr Wolf and his grandma prepare Baby Bear's birthday party dinner, but Goldielocks gatecrashes and wrecks everything. Goldielocks ends up in a pie. The book includes recipes for all the things that Mr Wolf and his grandmother made (including the pie).

edited to add:

ion, Church!Guy? What a twat.

It's odd hearing about people's experiences of living in a religious country. I mean, that kind of 'Yay Church!' attitude is something you just never encounter in Britain. It's something most people would find distinctly embarrassing and freakish - like saying you're a Train spotter, or write Gay Vampire Snuff Porn, or something. Weird. And of course here I'm in a society which is saturated with godliness, and signifiers of worship. But I've not had people being shitty to me about my own religion, as it happens. (Or, you know, agnostisim. Which isn't really a concept people often grasp here.)

Chocolate Huffpuffs are actually just rice crispie cakes - you know, where you get some cereal and some melted chocolate and mix them up and refrigerate them.

In memememe, I need some help with something. Would you guys mind if I posted about the work that is going in my creative writing portfolio? I need to come up with a title for it, that threads through all of the pieces, and I'm just coming up blank. I won't post the work ('cause that would take like 30 posts)...I'll just post short summaries on each piece.

Of course, vw.

Fay -- chocolate huffpuffs sound easy and delicious. Was Hufflepuss in the Harry Potter books named after them?

Also, peppermint creams -- my grandmother used to make my dad "bitter mints" -- which were dark chocolate candies filled with a peppermint cream. (She would make them for his birthday -- which would be tomorrow were he alive.)

Perhaps I should drop by my local Chocolate Shop and pick up some mint creams in memory of both of them.

Steph, I really like your Big!Boss.

"My coven has been spell-casting for him since this began. It's wonderful to see their power at work."

Yeah, I would have said something like that.

Steph, you should move to Seattle just so you can join Saint Marks, because it's awesome.

It is awesome. I think Steph should move to Seattle just because, but Saint Marks is indeed nifty.

Betsy, I'm sorry about the freaky hourly thing. It's not 'the industry standard' here at the Evil Empire.

Y'know, if I had had a math teacher like Fay, I probably would have liked math classes a LOT more.

Fay could have taught phys. ed. and made me like it. Higher praise there is none.

Y'know, if I had had a math teacher like Fay, I probably would have liked math classes a LOT more.

I'm enjoying Maths a lot more now than I ever did in school. It's nice to have the chance to revisit it as an adult. However, this particular lesson is a rarity - I need to find far more opportunities for doing this kind of physical learning in all subjects. It's totally The Way Forward.

Re: Hufflepuffs in Harry Potter - I presume that both are from the whole Big Bad Wolf Thing - "I'll Huff and I'll Puff and I'll Blow This House Down" style of thing. Um.

a godless heathen state

God bless my home state!

Ok...here's a brief summary of all of the pieces going in the portfolio. If you see anything that strikes you as a possible title for the whole thing, let me know.

Poems:

A Study of The Leader – a nice Bush-bashing poem

A Study of Bastet, the Black Cat – a series of 6 short poems on Bastet

Valentine Choice – a series of 8 haikus about a mother/wife who is hospitalized and receives divorce papers on Valentine’s Day

The Visitor – a poem about visiting a friend in the psychiatric ward for the first time, after having normally been on the other side (the person being visited)

Singleness – a sestina about being single… “the little black dress”

Calls – a sonnet about the phone calls from J asking for help, then the time she didn’t call

The Choice – a poem about choosing between life and death

Abortion is Not the Cause - a poem about abortion not being the cause of everything the right claims it is (like Social Security, breast cancer, moral decline, etc).

Short-Short Fiction:

I Love Lucy – a piece about “Lucy,” who comes home from work late one night, sits down to watch an episode of her namesake’s show and is the victim of an attempted break-in. Only, the “break-in” is actually her family trying to get into the very locked up apartment. The whole ordeal happens in the length of time of the episode of I Love Lucy.

Moving Out – a story about the moving day of a woman who has been kicked out of her husband’s house. It becomes clear during the day that her best friend, who came to support her, is having an affair with her husband.

The Beginning of the End (or Pizza Night…I’m still not sure of this title) – What seems to be a normal Spring evening at home, ordering pizza, turns into finding out that one’s good friend has been found dead.

ETA: So far, the best thing I've come up with is "Choices."

If you see anything that strikes you as a possible title for the whole thing, let me know.

The first thing that came to my mind is "Calls" ...and...I'm not sure if I'm smart enough at this time of the day to articulate why.

Why does nothing fucking work today? I gonna to be at work a really long time. I hope my key still works when I do get home.