That's it. Get in your car and head back to Cali where you belong missy.
Ilona Costa Bianchi ,'The Girl in Question'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[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.
You just want me there cause you're afraid of what Kristin might do to that turkey tomorrow.
I know you.
(BTW _ I'm having TOTAL Thanksgiving withdrawl. Joe's dad is serving a gourmet Thanksgiving. I want Down Home Thaksgiving! Not some crazy ass sauteed green beans with pine nuts!)
HEY! I'll have you know that Alton Brown is helping me to have a perfectly scrumptious brined, roasted turkey. Pbbbltt.
I've got no worries about the Turkey. I've actually cooked many a Thanksgiving turkey myself.
Robin, the "tell her to stop eating" bit seems counter to what little I know of dealing with bulimics, but if it's part of what she's worked out as what works for her than it's right. I can probably vague that up some if I try really hard.
Aimee, I was totally convinced that it was some other 3 year old you were wishing grievous bodily harm upon because (a) how could sweet little Em be all whiny all the time and (2) no way she's 3.
HEY! I'll have you know that Alton Brown is helping me to have a perfectly scrumptious brined, roasted turkey. Pbbbltt.
I've got no worries about the Turkey. I've actually cooked many a Thanksgiving turkey myself.
No, no, no. None of these are true. Everyone in LA will starve tomorrow cause I'm not there to cook! I know it's true! I posted it on the internets and then read it!
Aimee, I was totally convinced that it was some other 3 year old you were wishing grievous bodily harm upon because (a) how could sweet little Em be all whiny all the time
Gifted.
and (2) no way she's 3.
I KNOW!!! She'll be 3 in a week and a half!
No, no, no. None of these are true. Everyone in LA will starve tomorrow cause I'm not there to cook! I know it's true! I posted it on the internets and then read it!
Oh, okay, you win. I admit it; there's not going to be a thing to eat tomorrow. I'm just going to put out PB&J and let everyone fend for themselves.
I wish I had a PB&J! And a root!
*sniff* Awww! You're the best!