KR, I'm a butter-flavor Crisco convert for chocolate chip cookies. Very chewy.
I bought more flour, sugar and butter and need to make up gingerbread dough so we can do gingerbread men tomorrow.
Now, this would be the perfect time for a swear word.
Kaylee ,'Jaynestown'
Natter 62: The 62nd Natter
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.
Cashmere - Dec 20, 2008 8:32:37 pm PST #7329 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
P.M. Marc - Dec 20, 2008 9:04:40 pm PST #7330 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
The outside world is covered in snow.
Like, the most snow I've seen in Seattle since 1996.
Despite the annoying and budget-sucking hole that is carrying a mortgage on two houses, I am right now so glad we moved. At least if we're totally snowed in, we've got a major grocery store within half a mile of our house here.
Our old house? The alley leading up to where we parked emptied out on one of Seattle's steeper streets, the kind that have the Road Closed signs ready and waiting from the first dropped leaf of fall. And no grocery stores that we could get to without going up or down said street for about two miles.
Cass - Dec 20, 2008 9:25:12 pm PST #7331 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I am really glad you've moved as well. I cannot imagine being near your old hill right now as anything other than a suicide attempt.
Plus the market near you is nifty.
I praise my personal Craigslisting all of the time that I moved where I did. It's an insane snowpocalypse, but I am across the street from Trader Joe's. All hail the trader.
Theodosia - Dec 21, 2008 3:15:02 am PST #7332 of 10002
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
One of the requirements of where I live is that it has to be Walking Distance from useful places. You can imagine how thrilled I was to find a house I could afford in the city where I wanted to live.
It appears that Snowpocalypse II: Electric Boogaloo has been cancelled here. We've got light snow and wind, but the whole Freezing Rain On Top Of The Eight Inches From Yesterday isn't going to happen, so as far as I'm concerned we've dodged a bullet.
tommyrot - Dec 21, 2008 4:14:02 am PST #7333 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
It's cold out. -5 F, with a wind chill of -20 to -30. That's cold by Wisconsin or Minnesota standards even.
But still, I want to go out for steak and eggs....
tommyrot - Dec 21, 2008 4:28:01 am PST #7334 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Oh, happy Winter Solstice, for us Northern Hemisphere types. It happened at 4:04 AM board time.
Tom Scola - Dec 21, 2008 4:36:26 am PST #7335 of 10002
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Alright, I'm heading off to American Girl Place. Since the weather is so crappy out, it means that the store will be mostly empty. It's the perfect plan! It's elegant in its simplicity! What could possibly go wrong?
msbelle - Dec 21, 2008 4:42:15 am PST #7336 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
It is majorly yuck out but amc and I have made it to church early for his chior practice. As soon as I see where he will be standing and get a pic or two I'll be heading out for coffee since church is not until 11.
Calli - Dec 21, 2008 4:52:46 am PST #7337 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Happy Winter Solstice back at ya, Tommyrot! I'm looking forward to changing over my altar this afternoon.
brenda m - Dec 21, 2008 5:05:12 am PST #7338 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Yeah, it's winter out there alright. I dragged myself out to do some shopping and to socialize last night so I don't have to feel bad about not doing so today. Inside pants!
He was 8. And he'd been throwing stones at roosters just beforehand.
So it's not only mockworthy, it's now poetic justice or something. Hee.