I swear, next time, I need company to help us finish them off.
I served them with lemon sauce and sliced organic Bosq pears. So good.
Oh, oh, Juliana and I volunteer!
'Conviction (1)'
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I swear, next time, I need company to help us finish them off.
I served them with lemon sauce and sliced organic Bosq pears. So good.
Oh, oh, Juliana and I volunteer!
vw, the letter looks good to me. My sole concern is that a guy with the last name "Cluster" opts to go by "Dick."
vw -- that's a great letter!
I have a stick blender, somewhere. I really wish I had a food processor. I'm hoping I'll be able to snag one via Freecycle. I managed to get a monitor, the other day someone offered up three. I now own a large, old, ugly monitor. But it's large and I'm no longer having a problem with lj styles that are pale or kind of monochromatic.
The football game was at noon today. I'm a wee bit sunburned, but I've slathered on the aloe and should be fine. There were No assholes at the game! I ended up sitting on the row they were at last Saturday. When we got there a guy, rather young looking, was kind of sitting by himself, he had his arm in a sling and had one of those canes with four feet. His buddy came down from higher and they explained that he was back from Iraq and couldn't get up the 20 rows to where they were sitting. Our row is right next to the ramp to go down inside. And they said if the people who sat there came, they'd be willing to trade. After his friend left and some more people showed up on our row I told the guy if there wasn't room, I'd move up to where his friends were. We didn't have to do that though.
We won the game, but the defense sucked. The offense has been getting better, now that the coach's son is up in the press box and relaying is play calling that way.
askye!
I forgot to mention, once you straighten out that bill you should check your three credit reports and make sure it isn't on them. If it is, send them a letter from the creditor saying that you are not in arrears.
Ok...I was doing better. Then I went to make dinner and broke down crying, because I just didn't have the energy. To make hamburgers.
I suck.
vw--if it's any help, I NEVER have the energy to make hamburgers. This is why I am Sandwich Girl.
I'm not really here (I'm in Nashville at my mother's), but you do not suck, vw.
vw, I totally did that, and ended up with leftover Chinese instead.
Therefore, in deciding that I don't suck, I am also fiating that you do not suck.
This is why I am Sandwich Girl.
Emily doesn't like sandwiches. So, instead, we now have pizza, salad and ice cream from our local place.
Perfect! And you totally don't suck, by the way.