Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
Why? Why? Why?
I don't know. I don't think leaving Harden in was such a bad choice. You should win most games where your starter only gives up 3. Jiminez though...he's been killing us over there. Actually, I think we'd still be losing with Ellis, but we'd be losing by less. Dan Haren is going to pitch the game of his life today, though, and spare us the ignomy of being swept. Also, that'll let Zito go out with a better start for his last turn in an A's uni.
Amyliz! Your daughter is such a pretty girl. And, not coincidentally, looks like her Mom. Sorry about the Mets.
Emmett wanted pancakes this morning so he had his usual Puffycakes. Then I thinned out the batter with milk for JZ and myself. Added orange zest. Vanilla. Cinnamon. Made crepes. Topped with raspberries and sour cream.
::sigh::
Good.
Guh. I want Hec to make me breakfast. I had a pumpkin pancake yesterday, but even that doesn't compare to the yummy Hec made.
I'm up and showered. I snuck into Cass's room and grabbed the laptop. She's blissfully asleep with both puppycat and kittenish snuggled on the bed. I can't report yet on her tinted brows or glazed hair but today is Drag The Camera Out Of The Suitcase Day so I'm sure there will be photographic evidence of them at some point.
I'm cleaning maniacally, with Mythbusters on in the background. I managed to straighten up/re-shelve/storage box/cull the ginormous pile of comics. Now I'm going through a pile of Macworld magazines to rip out important articles I need to reference, and then putting them in a folder, and tossing the rest of the magazines. Then maybe lunch and washing the dishes. Then a nap, possibly. Then a shower, and party tonight.
I think the cleaning fairies have been skipping my apartment. Bastards.
Oooh, pictures! Foamy Cass and Nicole goodness!
ION, I think my mice are back. Heard scritchy-scratchy sounds last night. Went looking for evidence and found a few droppings. Not many, but I laid down some poison, so we'll see if they stay around or not. At least all the foodstuffs have been purged from the lower cupboards, so there shouldn't be anything to encourage them to linger. Will go hunting for more cracks to plug with steel wool. Sigh.
Pumpkin pancakes. OMG heaven.
The only thing better than David making you breakfast is Steph making you breakfast. She converted me to apple spread, which is heaven x 2.
Pumpkin pancakes. OMG heaven.
They're serving them at Zazie right now. They only do it when the sugar pumpkins are in season, so you've got a six week window.
The only thing better than David making you breakfast is Steph making you breakfast.
Oooh, time for a breakfast smackdown, I think.
::shakes Niman Ranch bacon threatently at La Tep::
Cute Matilda pictures.
I'm posting from my new MacBook! After my badgering them for a week, FedEx has finally deigned to actually deliver it. It's very cool.
Sometime today, I'm going to have to figure out how to transfer all my music and documents and stuff from my old Dell. That will be saved for later, though.
They're serving them at Zazie right now. They only do it when the sugar pumpkins are in season, so you've got a six week window.
Oh, god, Zazie... I need a cafe like that here. I haven't found it yet.
Oooh, time for a breakfast smackdown, I think. ::shakes Niman Ranch bacon threatently at La Tep::
Only if I get to be one of the judges.
Baby + momma = socute!
Oh, god, Zazie... I need a cafe like that here. I haven't found it yet.
Good luck. Try Paris.
