Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
[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.
I go for the whole berry. I've found the recipe on the back of the bag to be quite sufficient, but I like the thought of switching out the white sugar with brown sugar. And maybe a splash of booze.
bonny, when you get a chance, could you send me that worksheet, too?
I was going to try to get something accomplished today, but they are having and NCIS marathon for Veteran's Day and I can't seem to tear myself away.
You could make my aunt's frozen salad in the Buffista cookbook.
I come from a mixed family. My mother and I only like real cranberry sauce; my sister and my late father like(d) the can-shaped stuff. We always have both, and I too make it right off the Ocean Spray package. I love the way the cranberries pop.
~ma for bonny, and the opening of minds.
Checking my e-mail a gazillion times is not making the e-mail I want to suddenly appear.
What is the going rate these days?
We get 58.5 cents/mile, bonny.
Checking my e-mail a gazillion times is not making the e-mail I want to suddenly appear.
It'll work, eventually! (Appear ~ma, sj)
It'll work, eventually! (Appear ~ma, sj)
Thanks, Sparky. In case you didn't pick up on it the other day, this is the same friend you and I were discussing a few months back.
Eerie, buffistas have some sort of weird magic power. As soon as I hit send on my last post I heard from P's STBX. I still don't know what happened to their marriage or if he is able to pass my concern on to P, but he seems willing to keep the line of communication open. I truly have never seen a couple that was as glowingly happy on their wedding day as this couple was. It just breaks my heart that they couldn't make it work.
buffistas have some sort of weird magic power.
Maybe you guys could will my lunch into getting here.
Every time we have an office birthday lunch, where we order in, we're always promised lunch will be here by 12:30. And every time, it's more like 1:00 or later.
Right now? 1:34 and counting....
JZ and I are home today and so is Matilda. Feh. Her daycare decided to take off Veteran's Day.
But we just got back from breakfast at Zazie's where Matilda had the seasonal-only pumpkin spice pancakes. JZ had the Eggs St. Trop (poached egg on an english muffin, lox, onions, hollaindaise capers) and I had the Eggs Pascal (scrambled with prawns, avocado slices on top, and salsa fresca).
Dear dog,
I love you, but chasing you for 20 minutes so you won't eat the meter reader? So not part of my plan for the day.