Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'
[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.
Christmas day usually isn't too bad - except when you are going to Hawaii and some family wants to make the whole plane sing christmas carols.
I've had some amazing cheeses here - and I really do prefer an aged VT cheddar if I can get it. but for soft cheeses in I really love Rouge et Noir in Marin
In the past I have sent it as christmas gifts
Heh, S made the same point, Hec. I suppose it's fair to be snobby about California cheese, but just tasting supermarket cheese is kind of unfair.
It didn't take me long to catch up
DH and I met my DS and BIL for lunch today - We had lunch at the same place where we discovered DH's allergy to the penicillin family of antibiotics. Happily there was no bad swelling and itching to day . We had a great fish lunch today and then a walk out to Pillar point ( that is where the maverick surfers like to play ) It was a good mellow way to spend the sunday before christmas.
I have paid the $9.99 to get internet from my laptop in this terminal in order to take advantage of the video iPod I inherited from ND when he got a shiner one for himself. I'm going to download a couple of TV shows to watch on the plane. Whee!
(If they download fast enough, given the glacial speed of this wi-fi.)
That would be one other reason to get the Kindle (to bring a discussion from Tech over here)--if you run out of books on it, if you're still in the airport, you could download more, right?
Yes and yes. And I really do think I want one.
Since this is the last day, Happy Saturnalia everyone.
I love Chihuahua cheese.
Yeah, but they're a bitch to milk...
Oh, BLAH. I'm sitting here crying and feeling like a total stupid ass. I just got my phone back this afternoon from my mom (I left it at her place last Sunday, and with the new job and the commute and her retail job running until 8 or 9 most nights this week there wasn't a chance to get it back before today), and it had three messages on it from Friday afternoon. The pediatric surgery office at my old job had a party Friday evening and wanted me to come and left two messages to say so, and then at 5:30 my old boss called to say how much he hoped I'd be there.
I miss him so much. It totally feels like I've broken up with my dad, and now I'm all sinus headachey and heartbroken.
{{{JZ}}} I'm sorry you're having a hard time adjusting and that you missed the party. You are neither stupid or an ass. You're just busy and tired and understandably frazzled at the moment.