Liese, oh so tempting.
I'm waiting in line to catch the tram to my corner of the parking lot. The fair was fun; I'm glad I came. I have a nostalgic live journal post about this subject brewing, but I won't inflict it on all of you.
'Touched'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Liese, oh so tempting.
I'm waiting in line to catch the tram to my corner of the parking lot. The fair was fun; I'm glad I came. I have a nostalgic live journal post about this subject brewing, but I won't inflict it on all of you.
I stewed some tomatoes the other day, added in some ground beef, thinking this would make a good chili base. The tomatoes were too watery for this to work. So today, we drained the liquid out. The tomato broth became the base of a veggie soup that is on the stove now. And the beef and tomato meat/mush will be the chili base. So I diced up some green chilis we got at the same farmers' market we got the tomatoes at. Four chilis. And now, in spite of several bouts of handwashing, the thumb and forefinger that pulled the seeds and membranes out of the chilis are burrrrrrrnnnnnnning.
Suzi, she could go home Tuesday or Wednesday? That's crazy! They replaced an organ!! Surely you should get like, some extra time for that? Madness!
I am ensconced at a friend's house, using her wireless. Yay, wireless. But OMG, a week from now I will be in Seattle, and having to go to sleep because I'll be starting work the next day. AAACK!
But you don't sleep in a hospital. She will get more rest at home, once they make sure everything else is ok.
When I came home tonight, our neighbors had us over for dinner. We have lived here 10 years and this was a first. It was nice.
Anne, my sympathies...
(again, with my friend the canning and latke fairy)A most excellent fairy to have. Especially with your backyard.
She continues to heal. She finally got them to give her real food and she said she had a great lunch and a decent dinner. She also did 4 laps around the unit, toting her IV pole and other medical machinery. All good news.Great news! I am always amazed at how quickly people can get a NEW ORGAN and be up and about and out of the hospital but it's wonderful news!
But OMG, a week from now I will be in SeattleBut, OMG, in the PNW! You'll be here!
feeling oddly anxious
the insomnia/stressy thing has pretty much gone away since the martial arts started.
I start my new schedule tuesday. New teacher. And earlier times. I'm going to have to leave work early two days a week and I won't be with the friend I've been training with and and and...
Oy. Why am I freaking? If I can't get to class on time we'll change the schedule. I haven't heard a bad thing about my new teacher. sighhh
Errr... Um.... I probably shouldn't disillusion all you unbuttered folk, but the original comment referred to me spotting him some allergy meds.
Sorry, no, that's my fault. I mean, I did understand that your metaphor wasn't supposed to be smutty, but, y'know - my inner twelve year old couldn't let that one by without adding a bit of "...in my pants" humour.
Sigh. Can't sleep. Again.
Finally finished up grading, though. Well, still need to record the grades, but I am way too sick of looking at these papers, so I'll do that tomorrow morning.
my inner twelve year old couldn't let that one by without adding a bit of "...in my pants" humour.
:: swoons for fay's inner twelve year old ::
wait.. that sounds bad.
Sorry, no, that's my fault. I mean, I did understand that your metaphor wasn't supposed to be smutty,
Oh dear, Fay. No problem at all. I left off the context of Daniel's metaphor so that people could enjoy it with their inner 12 year olds. I thought the reveal might be mildly amusing.