Ahhh, the smell of banana bread baking is much nicer than the vinegar air. Though, the resulting chutney (apple, plum, tomato) was quite delicious. I love it when Tom takes time off from work, it often means yumminess, either food or beer.
Also, Happy Repeal of Prohibition Day! (April 7, 1933) Quaff a delicious American brew, won't ya?
The end of the annotated bibliography is finally in sight.
Yay, Nora! I hope you're done with the bibliography. The chutneys so delicious!
Vince Ventresca is on some silly movie of SciFi. I love Vince. I've had a major crush on him since I-Man, and it hasn't waned in the slightest.
Just thought you'd all like to know.
I vaguely remember something like that, Hil, but I have no idea who it was. Scrapeing the tub with a razor blade today ( we are take off the old epoxy paint) . What is it about doing work around the house that makes me crave junk food. Yesterday it was Mcdonalds, today it is bugles.
I have Release the Scola into the Wild!
::cries::
LA, you're next!
Gronk. Lillian TOTALLY conked out in the car. Now she's all naptastic. Whee!
I have the beginnings of vegetable soup on the stove, matzo ball dough in the fridge, and klezmer on the stereo. (Well, klezmer/bluegrass fusion.) I feel like my grandmother would be proud. (Well, my grandmother on one side. My grandmother on the other side would want to know why I'm listening to that "peasant" music and why I'm cooking and listening to music on Shabbat, anyway. Though she would be proud of the food, since it's mostly made the way she made it.)
Quaff a delicious American brew, won't ya?
Yes, maam.
Upon checking the fridge, what I meant to say is: I would, but all I have is Czech beer. With 18 bitterness units. But I've just paid all our bills for the next two weeks and I think I deserve a beer for that because it sucked.
::weeps::
I am SO TIRED of gender identity constructs and their impact on leadership styles, issues, and opportunities.
Just thought y'all might like to know.
steels self to finish book on leadership identity. And then write something coherent about it.
All I wanna do is drink a beer!
klezmer/bluegrass fusion
A description like that makes me think that Bela Fleck had to be involved in some way.
Oh, fuck, I can't have beer! It's still Passover. Why could I not remember this before I opened the bottle? You'd think all the matzoh brie this morning would have reminded me.
Brain clearly needs a hard reset.