I so need some Nutella. I bought some small loaves of bread at the bakery and can toast them in the oven and slather them with some Nutella spread. Mmmm...
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.
I think it was last week that I linked to an awful living room done by the guy who does the show redesign. Well, he did a kitchen that actually looks really good. the most intrigueing thing is the flooring. They weren't really sure what the were going to find underneath everything - so they made tiles out of plywood. It looks good ( so much better than carpet!) ( ok , that is my kitchen issue) and cheap .
I have lust for concrete counter tops. not sure it that will ever happen.
I don't think I've ever had Nutella. We had a bottle all three years I lived at the Cambridge apartment. I finally threw it out when we moved.
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Is it bedtime?
Thanks to our conversation last week I sent a thank you email for last nights dinner to my friend. You are now responsible for the improvement in my manners.Did you feel good doing it? I know, for me, Christmas seems like a chore (in, frankly, every way) but thank you notes for just lovely things like dinner or a small, thoughtful gift make me happy to send.
Or at least that I don't just post "Foamy! Want!"I did that once. Basically. I got over the mortification, if it helps. And it in no way detracted from the subject in question's foaminess or my want.
Huh, that's kinda, "glass half full, but not empty."
Did you feel good doing it?
yes, actually.
did you know there were books and dvds on DIY concrete counter tops.... trouble trouble trouble
Well, yeah... just not wanting to look like Nutcase from the internets.
Poor vw - having luscious chocolatey hazelnutty goodness and not even knowing it.
I love the plywood parquet flooring! I want granite counter tops in my dream kitchen--I suspect they're very spendy.
Note to DH: If Olivia falls and cracks her lip while Owen and I are at the store, please to remove the shirt you're wearing with the serious blood stains on the shoulder. That's NOT the first thing I want to see when I open the door.
I think if a jar of Nutella lasts a week, that's pretty damned amazing. Three years? Ha!
Happy Birthday, CaBil!
I am slow-cooking beef bourguignon to christen a brand new crock pot. I don't think I've had crock pot food since the seventies, which is a shame, so here's to a renewed era of slow cooked yuminess. Also to a removable crock. Brilliant!