Chicken Ptomaine
'Potential'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Septicemia Ala Mode
Streptococchus Noodle Soup?
As long as it's free of syphilis chips.
My cookbook is sitting on the counter, but I can't look through it yet. I have to take off for Tampa about 5am tomorrow and won't get back home until 11pm or so. Long day. I'll bring the cookbook with me to browse on the road. It is very pretty!
I need to go to sleep, but work has to be done before that happens. sigh
I put up some of my weekend pictures (it's the last eight or so added--anything with a "getty" tag)
Great pics!
All kinds of ~ma going out to various Bitches tonight (and friends of Bitches). And a special sentiment to Katie Bee {{{you}}}.
I've combed the dog and the cat about eight billion times over the last few days and it doesn't seem to have made the slightest bit of difference. Enough already with the fur everywhere.
No cookbook yet but I'm looking forward to the arrival of it, vw!
Lovely pictures, meara. I didn't realize Kristin had coloured her hair!
ps: I was accepted to the DC trip, so I'll be with the group for three days, and (hopefully) with you & other dcistas for two more.
I'm managed to not kill myself today. That was really my only goal. Go me. And the times I've cried have been under 5, so there's that too.
The snot monster can just TAKE A HIKE! Blerg.
Need. Theraflu. Now. Bed. Too.
ps: I was accepted to the DC trip, so I'll be with the group for three days, and (hopefully) with you & other dcistas for two more.
You're going to be in DC? Yay! When?
IOmememeN, I crocheted a sweater for Harvey today. I'm imagining the scorn in my sister's voice when she hears this: "My god, you have become a crazy cat woman." To which my main defence would be, he needed a sweater cuz he was so cold he kept crawling under the electric blanket with me, and I thought it would be crazy to BUY a sweater for him.
ETA: Harvey was not crazy about the sweater himself. But I am not convinced he hated it. I'ma try it on him again tomorrow.