Today is shaping up to be a very hateful morning. We spent 3 hours in urgent care to find out that the spots on noah's arm are not chicken pox (yay! that part is good) but is some sort of viral reaction that can't be shared. Though he also has an ear infection, possibly resulting from the rash. And he was the happiest baby yesterday.
I loathe urgent care. 3 hours = not so urgent.
Trublood? Tentative googling doesn't take me to a show.
I like edamame shells, when I have time to gnaw on them. And I've read that in some circles they are to be eaten.
I loathe urgent care. 3 hours = not so urgent.
Oh, that's awful, Kat. I hope whatever he has flits on by.
Oh Kat, I'm sorry to hear that. Health~ma to Noah.
True Blood is the show I think - Alan Ball's new thing.
true blood info with a trublood fake ad: [link]
Oh I have a total wibbly fangirl crush on Michael Ruhlman.
I know.
swoon!!
And the followup post to the staple meals thing is like the starfucking foodie mirror of a Buffista discussion -- dozens upon dozens of "my preferred recipe for spatchcocked chicken is blahblahblah, but mostly, I just love the word! It's so fun to say! Spatchcock spatchcock spatchcock!!"
Happy birthday, Frank!
Shir, thanks for checking in.
I felt like I had something specific to say but got distracted by the food talk. My favorite kind of talk!
My family's one kinda lowbrow constant party food is Cheese Devil. My tia Lela's, from the Rio Grande Valley, recipe. Velveeta melted in a crockpot w/ "sweet" milk, grated white onion, & some jalapenos. Sometimes I put in Rotel too. So good!