Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
Six minutes until the delivery window for my groceries is up. Any bets on whether they'll make it?
(Or, more likely, they got to the building, saw that my name wasn't on the buzzer list, and left, even though in the "delivery instructions" bit I told them my name wasn't on the buzzer list, told them to call me when they got here, and left them two different numbers.)
Past seven. No groceries.
Anyone want to teleport me some dinner?
I'm not cooking veggie tonight or I would, Hil. Sorry about that. Feel like switching your beliefs all around and I will shove nummy food at you.
Bummer about the delivery not showing on time.
See if I could really get someone here for dinner and laundry help? I would also be forced to quickly vacuum and make the place presentable. It would be a win/win thing.
Matilda is fully napped and refreshed, and happily talking to herself in the bouncy seat right now. I've been drowsing and watching my Christmas present from Hec, a box set of the BBC series
The Pallisers
(beautifully cast and acted, but why why why do some of the Victorian ballgowns have obvious zippers up the back?) and sipping a cup of Earl Grey, and I feel just about human again. I'm cancelling my order from RocketShipsRUs.com right now.
Lee, weekend swoopage may be possible (less urgently necessary than a couple of hours ago, but still always a good thing); let me poke around and check some stuff.
weekend swoopage may be possible
I am up for Saturday night slounging, as well.
I am up for Saturday night slounging, as well.
Awesome! Possibly a group slounge.
I'm glad things are better, JZ.
Saturday night may not work for me, unfortunately, but Sunday is completely free.
Oy. I just called, and the customer service person called the driver who said he's running an hour to an hour and a half behind. I want my food!
I did get them to take the delivery charge off my next order, though.
Now what do I do: go to the store around the corner and buy a can of soup or something; eat an apple and wait; make a burrito or something with the tortillas, canned beans, and salsa I've got on hand; or boil some frozen ravioli and try to improvise a sauce with canned tomatoes, onions, garlic, dried herbs, and tomato paste?
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Hil, an apple if that will hold you. Otherwise the burrito as that sounds easier than a whole sauce (What do I know? My pasta sauces can skew toward the simple.)
Oy. I just called, and the customer service person called the driver who said he's running an hour to an hour and a half behind. I want my food!
yeah. They are always running late to my house. It's gotten so that I never count on them for dinner that night, because they will almost always be late. And then I get the delivery charge taken off, and it's fine. I'd almost rather them be late at this point. :)
Question now -- do I go home and eat the leftover lamb, veggies and potatoes (which is really quite good). or do I brave Costco and get some tuna and make tartare, which I am totally craving right now. With , of course, the risk of Costco being OUT of tuna.