I don't think I'll have enough time to properly chill the dough for the crinkles after work, though. Next time!
'War Stories'
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, I don't think that picking it up would work too well, either. This thing is heavy. When I was moving in, I'd taked the legs off, and my father and I had to each hold one end of the top part to be able to move it. It's not really the sort of thing someone could pick up and take home without a friend and a car.
Damn you! Now I want cookies. Period. EVIL.
I can't want cookies. I'm busy trying to lose weight again. No cookies.
But, Jesse, if I were in a cookie making place, I'd make oatmeal chocolate chip. favorites!
I ate an entire tray of purple peeps bunnies all by myself yesterday so no cookies for me.
I have cookies out in my car. But I'm not going out to get them.
Because I'm weird like that.
I think you should make chocolate crinkles
Which are not *quite* as tasty as chocolate KPRINKLES.
There's a charity here that supplies furniture for homeless families when they get apartments. They picked up some bookcases from me. Maybe there's something similar there?
Dinner: Rock Cornish Game hens
Improvised stuffing: 1/2 cup boiling water, 1 chicken boullion cube, 1 small orange and one small onion, both diced, both half cooked, two teaspoons olive oil, 1 teaspoon honey, garlic to taste (mine is for lots) black pepper. Mix everything together. Out of bread crumbs so toasted three slices of whole wheat toast dark, then crumbled into mix. Stirred well and used as stuffing and bed for cornish game hens. Roasted at 350 for two hours. IMO damn good.
Alibelle! I'm going to be in LA at the end of the month. Are you?
Yes! I believe so, anyway. Not to jinx us or anything.
...are you sure it wasn't her cat?
Ha. Yes. I have two cats, and my scaredy cat boy cat loves these visits by her. He feels brave when there's solid glass between them, and he flirts shamelessly. If I let her inside, on the other hand, he makes himself incredibly scarce. So maybe he's not as dumb as he sometimes seems.
Hi, Jesse!
I want cookies. Instead, I'm making lemon chicken. Maybe cookies later.
Funnily enough, I called target.com today about a Simply Shabby Chic desk that I really wanted but can't afford or fit in my house, and I put myself on the mailing list to find out when it becomes available again. Because despite being unable to afford or fit it anywhere, I was really irritated that it was on the website and yet unavailable.
All oatmeal cookies should have raisins
Laga is dead to me. Dead.