Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
[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.
...so, I need to not be indulging in wistful/lecherous/romantic/hopeful fantasy thoughts about my former academic daughter. Whom I've not seen since we were at University. Whom I never actually slept with, other than in a strictly literal spooning USTy sense. Who's just posted to facebook that she's separating from her husband. Who has kids, for God's sake (despite the fact that she will always be jailbait to me).
Yes. Because I'm fairly sure that this is not a helpful response.
Good one, Stephanie.
Fay, why not have a little fun fantasizing? Unless it really hurts to come back to reality.
Alpha-bits.
So I had a bunch of apples that we got back in September, and some strawberries that have been in the freezer forever, plus blueberries and blackberries that had been in the freezer just a few months. Pealed and cut up the apples, dumped 'em in a pot with the berries, a bit of water, a nice glob of honey, and a splash of lemon juice. Is this fruit soup or cheesecake topping?
so, I need to not be indulging in wistful/lecherous/romantic/hopeful fantasy thoughts about my former academic daughter.
Um, why? Fantasies, yay!
Fantasies, yay!
Well, yes - but what I mean in this case is that it's probably not particularly good to be thinking 'Hey! She's single! And we had this whole stupid unconsumated romance thing full of poetry and romantic walks and handholding and all that crap! And I've always had a soft spot for her, and kicked myself for 'doing the decent thing' and trying to not take advantage of her when she was vulnerable and blah blah blah regret cakes, and maybe I should go up to Scotland and we could live happily ever after as Big Gay Lovers and I'd help raise her children! Yeah!'
Because, you know, I'm making my own life - and hers, more to the point - into bad fanfic.
Because, you know, I'm making my own life - and hers, more to the point - into bad fanfic.
Hm, well yes, maybe. But hey, I'd still read it!
Pealed and cut up the apples, dumped 'em in a pot with the berries, a bit of water, a nice glob of honey, and a splash of lemon juice. Is this fruit soup or cheesecake topping?
Cobbler?
Cobbler?
Cobbler would have a sort of a crust I think.
I'd call it special apple sauce!
Pealed and cut up the apples, dumped 'em in a pot with the berries, a bit of water, a nice glob of honey, and a splash of lemon juice. Is this fruit soup or cheesecake topping?
Wouldn't it be a compote?
I say compote, but it would make an awesome cobbler if you added a crust.