I'm having people over tomorrow night to celebrate the aging process. The guest list includes one vegetarian, and at least one carnivore. And someone who feels ill at the sight of pink meat. Challenge!
Dye some chunks of silken tofu with red food coloring, then grill or pan-fry. Everyone will feel ill!
Note: Goran Visijnic should touch
all
of me.
Almost-too-late happy birthdays to Lilty Cash and dw! With extra cake!
Ooh, ooh, me too!
Happy Birthdays, Lilty Cash and dw!!
NO JAKE! ONLY MAGGIE! Mineminemineallmine!
I WILL JELLO WRESTLE YOU FOR HER!!!
Whoohoo!
pulls out the lime and sparkling orange mandarin jello packages.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILTY & DW!!!!
Happy birthday Lilty and dw!
No -- I'll be needing her, too.
Get. In. Line.
*Well, feel free to bogart Jake.
I'll be needing him too. Though seperately.
I hope your stoopid co-worker does get burned by the cluestick!
It's my morning mantra. I get some tea and pray for the cluesticking of JackAssDave. So far it's moved him from in my face to making a fuss mostly through email. I'm good.
Excellent news about the offer, Trudy! Even if they are being asshat-y.
Back is killing me. I have PT in the morning. These things shall intersect painfully but for the best. Which is just as well since my dvd player seems dead and I might as well go to sleep early.
I WILL JELLO WRESTLE YOU FOR HER!!!
See, now I'm all emotionally excited. Sinners.
Yay, Trudy! Although you're right about the pushy headhunter guy. Maybe tomorrow you'll get an even better offer!