I think I just really like crunch. My favorite desserty things (except for key lime pie) all have crunch, whether it's nuts or toffee or whatever.
And I love crunchy peanut butter. Guess some of us are just crunch-heads.
ETA: Kathy, excellent!
Police procedure has changed since I was little.
Wash ,'The Message'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
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.
javachik - Mar 25, 2009 3:36:22 pm PDT #12320 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
sarameg - Mar 25, 2009 3:39:08 pm PDT #12321 of 30000
Cucumber and peanut butter doesn't sound so bad. As long as the cukes aren't soggy. After all, pb t I have no BRANE and celery works.
sarameg - Mar 25, 2009 3:42:38 pm PDT #12322 of 30000
Lokes is batting at all the nails in the walls as if they were bugs (left from where I took stuff down and packed it.) Funny little FAT boo.
dcp - Mar 25, 2009 3:47:13 pm PDT #12323 of 30000
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
How does he react to a laser pointer?
javachik - Mar 25, 2009 3:47:33 pm PDT #12324 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Oh yeah, celery, salt and PB! Yum!
Which reminds me...I need to pick up some celery to make Bloody Marys.
Kat - Mar 25, 2009 3:50:53 pm PDT #12325 of 30000
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
YAY sara!
The muffaletta is the third rail of sandwichian politics.
Also, my love for Tom Scola knows no bounds. Because HAHAHAHAHA!
Also also, this week is kicking my ass as:
1. We had parent conferences I forgot about
2. we had an accreditation visit today.
3. Tuesday, three of my seniors plagiarized a project
...
4. and it wasn't the first instance for any of them.
5. One of the seniors who plagiarized (for the second time) is in contention for valedictorian (WTF?!)
6. And most horrible of all, I agreed to coach the cheerleaders at school.
It's been a hell of a week.
billytea - Mar 25, 2009 3:53:49 pm PDT #12326 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
billytea, is there a word for what we call jam?
'Jam', really. You could also use 'conserve' or 'preserve'. We don't make the distinction based on whether the pulp's left in; though we tend to expect that jams will have been made with whole fruits, so there's no need to distinguish.
sarameg - Mar 25, 2009 3:55:16 pm PDT #12327 of 30000
I haven't laser pointered him much because it puts Devi on Instant Destroy mode (she likes it,) so it has to be done in another room so not often, with only 2 rooms.
Soon, soon they likely will experience STAIRS! I'm gonna need to block off the crawlspace [link] at the back of the basement because you KNOW a cat will go up there be difficult and explorey in the scary and dark and smells, and if I can spend my whole life never crawling in there, it will be more than fine with me.
Liese S. - Mar 25, 2009 4:01:14 pm PDT #12328 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Totally true. Our NM feral cats lived their entire lives in our crawlspace and loved it. Love. It was perfect for backing in just out of arms reach of the human and disdainfully licking a paw.
Go you, Kathy! I need to follow your example. I hung too much hope on having a walkable gym, I think. I just need to get out there and walk at least. It's nice weather. I live in a pretty place. I should be outside.
And Kat, I'm sorry for the misery, but I have to say your number 6 made me laugh and laugh.
sarameg - Mar 25, 2009 4:06:55 pm PDT #12329 of 30000
Exactly. It's all dusty and debris and a random spare DOOR that must have been there forever because of the layer of dust and my inspector got filthy crawling back there to check the kitchen plumbing. Plus old water stains and eck.
I also have to exactly Liese's reaction to #6. (And the rest. Don't want miserable Kat) I grinned.