FTR, Ghiradelli Drinking Chocolate makes delicious hot chocolate very, very easy. I'm not sure it's any better than my normal method, which involves cocoa powder, vanilla extract, cinnamon, sugar, and a saucepan on low heat, but it wins for only taking 60 seconds and a microwave (I did add cinnamon, though).
I wouldn't pay for it on my own, as a canister that makes like 5 cups costs Way Too Much Money, but as a gift, I approve of it wholeheartedly.
I'm not sure it's any better than my normal method
My normal method is to open a package of swiss miss. I may be lacking in the hot cocoa skill set.
I wish I had a root and a degree.
I am probably going to smack myself about the head when it's explained to me, but I don't know what this means. Perhaps it's time I went back to bed.
Cass, one of my favorite Millay poems
That is a beautiful poem. Thank you, Erin.
Oh, God, I'm an ass. I'm sorry, Cass. {{Cass}}
Oh, God, you
are not.
Seriously, your mother's just sheer Idon'tknowwhattocallit but damn, is just unbelievable. Moms are supposed to want their kids to be happy first and foremost.
I like waking up to happy billytea pictures. Nice.
Mmm, want cocoa.
This is a lovely Wallybee candid [link]
Lovely pictures! My son enjoyed all the critters. I enjoyed seeing the happy couple. Very nice.
Warm here. Not rainy where I am, but it is rainy in Miami. 70ish now, but it looks like high 60s and light rain for the SuperBowl. The thunderstorms should be long over.
{{P-C}} Really I can't even imagine. I've been married 3 times and Never did my parents involve themselves in my decisions. I respect that you make every effort to treat your family with respect, but this is too important. Your bio is fun and my wish is that you find a mate that appreciates fun.
Ah, go me, I went to the gym again this morning. Now to do some more chores and get ready to host a small football gathering. Need propane to grill stuff.
Toto wants to play with his football, which is appropriate for the day, but not for this migraine. Poor guy doesn't understand why I just took it away. I feel like a bad mom.
Poor guy doesn't understand why I just took it away. I feel like a bad mom.
He'll probably lump it in there with other things humans do that he doesn't understand. Like wearing clothes.
My search-fu is weak. Somebody explain the root thing, because I know it, but not well enough to either find it, or explain it, and it will be like one of those jokes you have to explain and the funny will all leak out.
Deena! billytea! Anne! It's too darned cold here, too. I'm askeered to go see if we have a degree or not. I've got a fleece vest, a lap blanket and a space heater under my chair, and I'm thinking about going back to bed.
It was a Buffista joke. Something about a poor, third-world woman - all she had was a root. And then a Buffista mentioning that there's probably a woman who's poorer still, thinking "I wish I had a root."