I was just telling a friend in her thirties onions are ok now.

True, but radishes still are not.

I wasn't being metaphorical in the least, and wouldn't have been making sexual metaphors in the slightest, since I was talking about my kids.

We do the soft tacos too, but to no avail. The kids briefly liked spaghetti without sauce, but Emaryn has decided that spaghetti is bad in all forms and Leif is more flexible but he tends to follow the six-year old wisdom.

What about other kinds of pasta? I know my cousin had (and to some extent still has, at 42) a spaghetti aversion, because he just kept thinking, "worms." I suspect someone translated vermicelli for him, but that's my own little apocrypha.

I remember preferring food to be free of sauce/gravy/toppings until my late teens. But I did grow out of it (well, mostly) if that's any comfort.

Ben's gotten much better about trying new things. As much as it hurts my wallet, I credit the school with outlawing peanut butter. You can only take so much turkey or tuna, so he buys school lunches, and tries new things, without me being there, encouraging him, which is much more fun for him.

It was always very exciting when there was something that I'd eat that my brother didn't like.

I suspect that plays into Julia being such a trooper about trying new foods. She's so much more knowing (in a social situation) than are her brothers.

See? Until Trudy chipped in, I was beginning to think this had nothing to do with sex.

Then Trudy chipped in.

Oh! There was just a Hummingbird (not a metaphor) outside my window. It was getting the nectar from some flowering weed, then from the hosta buds. I'd just called dh over to see, when it flew off. It was so tiny, at first I thought it was a Dragon Fly.

Cindy plays dirty pool.

I was a world champion finicky eater as a kid. Drove my mother crazy. And I've just recently gotten to the point where I can admit that mushrooms are kind of OK for all that they taste like dirt.

Bacon is still of the devil, however.

Bacon is still of the devil, however.

Remind me to sit between Lee and Kat if we ever go to IHOP.

OMG. We are actually talking about food.

My favorite thing is General Chou's chicken. It has baby peas, the chicken is shredded, and nobody get the historical ref but me.

Who is more powerful - General Chou or General Tso?

ION, Rapture Letters

The rapture: When all the believers in Jesus Christ, who have been born again, are taken up to heaven.

After the rapture, there will be a lot of speculation as to why millions of people have just disappeared. Unfortunately, after the rapture, only non believers will be left to come up with answers. You probably have family and friends that you have witnessed to and they just won't listen. After the rapture they probably will, but who will tell them?

We have written a computer program to do just that. It will send an Electronic Message (e-mail) to whomever you want after the rapture has taken place, and you and I have been taken to heaven.

How is this accomplished, you might ask. It's a dead man switch that will automatically send the emails when it is not reset.

If you wish to do something now that will help your unbelieving friends and family after the rapture, you need to add those persons email address to our database. Their names will be stored indefinitely and a letter will be sent out to each of them on the first Friday after the rapture. Then they will receive another letter every friday after that.

This rapture letter service is FREE and will hopefully gain the person you send it to an eternity in heaven.

This guy: [link]

How people spell stuff in English is an eternal mystery to me.