and Nieman MarcusĀ® Cookies.
Snerk.
Mal ,'The Message'
[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.
and Nieman MarcusĀ® Cookies.
Snerk.
a SIGGIE?So not those things that we shouldn't be encouraging kids to smoke then?
The only difference is that there is no cat.Heh.
Still gronkified, so much gronk.
I thought you might like this site: Theatre Ephemera, a collection of photographs and drawings of pre-20th-century American theaters and the actors who graced their stages.
That's where I go to school!
Oh, cool!
Steph, when you had your back surgery, what did they do and what was your injury? If I may be so bold as to ask?
Hairless cats are cats, but it's weird to me to think of petting something hairless. Maybe that is why I am still single.
BWAH!!!
The only difference is that there is no cat.
Hmm...may be changing my tagline soon.
Yay cookbook! What kind of a recipe should we be contributing?
Whatever you want to share with folks.
Another cookbook question: I know people post recipes here and in Natter (mostly here). Should we try to collect those up for the cookbook? Or collect them up and then ask the person who posted each for permission to include?
what did they do
They shaved her bones!
Emmett had a major growth spurt last year. Suddenly all his jeans were hitting him at mid-shin. I'm still so pleased with his Little Wooden Boy.
Here's the inspiration: The Little Wooden Boy
healing food pyrimid
my mom sent me the link. It is the most logical one I've seen. for example - it puts grains and starcy veggies on the same level - and puts the servings at 4- 11 not 6- 11. It still isn't low- carb in the atkins sense, but for those that need to pay attention to the amount of carbohydrates- it makes more sense. It also includes alcohol , tea and chocolate.
With the usual caveats about being thousands of miles away and not really understanding all the circumstances, my gut reaction to this is to run screaming toward you, crying, "Eek! No! Don't do it!"
Heh. Well, I know the shitty parts of that job. And there are shitty parts aplenty, but otoh I thoroughly enjoyed working there. And I'd rather be teaching, ideally, you know? Both because I enjoy it, and because I want to keep getting better as a teacher. I would only go back if he could meet or beat the salary and benefits the other place is giving me, mind. But if I go with the job the other place is offering, I'm going to be very isolated, and probably quite bored. Whereas one of my dearest friends (the lovely K) still works for Evil Boss, as do several other good eggs, including my former Teaching Assistant. And the new staff that he does manage to lure out to Cairo deserve to have events organised, and be shown around town and so forth - that would be fun. Plus, God help us, I'd be just about the longest-serving member of his staff by that point - there are maybe 2 other people who have been there as long/longer at this point. I do like the idea of working with K, and probably commuting with him - it's good, being able to go home and bitch about the latest insane thing that's happened.
It's not ideal, by a long chalk, but at least I'd be teaching, and working with friends. The alternatives seem to be (1) non-teaching job, in which I work closely with the new Principle and, hopefully, we get on well. This would give me a good overview of how to make the school work, and it would be valuable down the line if I'm going for positions of responsibility within the school...but I can't think how we can stretch it out for a whole year. Huh. (2) Move back to Britain and get Supply Work, leaving behind friends, social life, cat etc. (3) Move to Moscow/Taiwan/Somewhere else for a year's teaching, either primary or efl. This runs the risk of being just as dodgy as Evil Boss's school, because anywhere that's still recruiting is likely pretty dodgy. (4) Post an LJ entry requesting fandom to sponsor me to sit on my arse for a year and write the Next Great English Novel.
...oh. Cousinjean did that already. Right. Fine.
Please to someone shooting me? Please???
no guns here, sorry.