I think I am as full as possible. And yet, I want to go to sleep immediately. I know that is a bad idea. I'm not even full of good regional food; I'm full of America. I always forget how enormous America is.

So...Barbie decapitation, huh? I'm guessing that means the Barbie heads can go back on, right? I must share my childhood tale of woe.

I had a nice brunette Barbie (I'm sure it wasn't Barbie, but Margaret or something) that I liked very much. I also had a blonde Barbie that I didn't like as well, partially because I thought she had an entitled look on her face. Also, her silver dress was not as aesthetically pleasing. Anyway, one day, I was playing (rather roughly, as I did) with her, and I accidentally broke her head off.

This was deeply traumatizing and I hid the body under my bed. And then (and this will tell you the sort of child I was) I prayed long repentant prayers asking God to please restore the mutilated body of my Barbie. For weeks.

He did not, so eventually, I confessed my crime to my mother who, now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure laughed heartily, and that was that.

But see, I didn't know the heads went back on. So now I'm thinking God was going, "What're you asking me for? Stick the thing back on yourself!"

eta: Which I think probably he says a lot.

Jesse, was the BBQ good?

Liese, at best God was having a laugh at your expense.

My current quick pasta sauce is now cream, freshly ground pepper, and freshly diced tomatoes.

I wish I had any conviction I was going to get an appetite tonight.

I should just eat anyway.

Oh man, Liese. I feel sad in a slightly laughing sort of way for your young self.

Jesse, was the BBQ good?

I didn't even have it! The locals brought us to... Grand Luxe, which is apparently a Cheesecake Factory spinoff. America.

Liese mad god snicker.

You know, downloading that free Supernatural ep of iTunes is fast. I mean, compared to other means I might have ever used to acquired TV.

I should put it on the video iPod and then watch it as I walk to work tomorrow. It'll be the 21st century version of me reading books on my walk to and from school.

Re: Pie crusts - what about Naked Apple Pie and crusts made out of graham vracker crumbles or oreo bits or that cereal that i can't remember the name of? Grapenuts. Oh, and Shepherd's Pie is totally pie in my book. It's right there in the name. If I bake it in a pie pan, I feel justified in calling it pie, basically.

The cobbler I grew up with was basically fruit and sugar topped with biscuits, yes. Yummy.

I have to write professional thank you emails and I hate writing and having to concentrate on saying the right things.

Free Supernatural ep? Sweet. I was wondering how I'd get to see that.

Liese, at best God was having a laugh at your expense.

I know, right? But he does this all the time.

Oh man, Liese. I feel sad in a slightly laughing sort of way for your young self.

Totally. I was so forlorn. And yet mockable. And yet bereft.

Also I'm deeply amused that when prompted to tell that story, I remember very distinctly the difference of opinion I had about the brunette Barbie and the blonde Barbie. Terrible the early societal influences. I'm pretty sure the brunette Barbie got to drive the Barbie Corvette, and the blonde Barbie was the interloper in the married brunette Barbie's happy household. (What? There was a wedding set. You had to break them up if you were going to have more weddings.)

Suddenly I feel dirty, like I need to assert that I also had an extensive Matchbox car collection and I played with sticks and dirt outside a lot.