msbelle, that lowkeyness is good! I'd much prefer that. JPL sent flowers to Lori when she called in when my uncle died. And I thought that was a really nice thing.
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.
This is horrible. Seriously. In Which Georgia Gives You The McNuggetini
For a few months now, my girl Alie and I had an idea for the perfect late night/after hours snack. It started as a joke. We found ourselves hungry after last call, and seemed to be having regular cravings for McNuggets.
Alie’s obsession and constant quest to find the perfect alcoholic beverage/dinner/dessert (also see: White Russian), led us to concoct what is sure to become the new craze for the upscale watering holes.
McNuggitini
Recipe by Alie and Georgia
Prep Time: 5 minutes
Cook Time: 0 minutes
Yield: 2 servings
Ingredients:
2 McNuggz (plus more for snacking)
1 tub McDonalds Brand Barbeque Sauce (plus more for licking off pinky finger)
1 lg. Mcdonalds Brand Chocolate Milkshake (plus more for bringing all the boys to the yard)
1 bottle Vanilla Vodka (recommended brand: Absolut)
Open the McDonalds bag. Eat one McNugg each, followed by two bites of the Filet-o-Fish (make sure you don’t tell anyone that you eat Filet-o-Fishes).
Mix three or four shots of vanilla vodka in the McDonalds Brand Chocolate Milkshake, followed by one shot each directly into your mouth.
Rim each martini glass with McDonalds Brand Barbeque Sauce, and pour milkshake/vodka mixture into the glass. Garnish with a McNugg (which is to be swiped along barbeque sauce rimmed glass after the milkshake has been finished, and consumed with pure, unadulterated glee).
That's just yucky.
That does sound disgusting. But I do love this part of the instructions:
(make sure you don’t tell anyone that you eat Filet-o-Fishes).
(make sure you don’t tell anyone that you eat Filet-o-Fishes).
Coincidentally, I'm eating a Filet-o-Fish right now. AINFG.
I had a carnitas burrito for lunch, which was delicious.
We are supposed to do a department cake every couple of months to celebrate birthdays and baby's and whatnot. People do not get gifts or even called out by name unless they want to make their event known. Seems to work ok.
Yeah, that sounds nice. We do smaller things for people within my department (generally paid for by the person's supervisor), but then we don't actually do something for everyone's birthday and workiversary, or if we do, it's like a thing every other day, and I wish we could just stop! Or just do a card.
I love filet-o-fishes (filets-o-fish?). They remind me of high school. Sunday night was the night my Mom didn't cook. We usually had pizza, but occasionally we went to McDonald's. Since I didn't like hamburgers back then, I always had the filet-o-fish.
When I worked at McDonald's in high school, the employees could bastardize whatever unholy type of sandwich we wanted for our own meals (meaning no, customers could not order a Big Mac with tartar sauce instead of The Ick they put on there, but WE could make our own that way), and we made some NASTY combinations with the Filet-O-Fish.
The bravest I ever got regarding the ol' fish sandwich was to add a second piece of cheese and extra tartar sauce (which customers could also do, so I wasn't really being a rebel). But my co-workers? NASTINESS. The world is not ready for a Quarter Pounder/Filet-O-Fish combo with Bic Mac sauce.
Yeah, that sounds nice. We do smaller things for people within my department (generally paid for by the person's supervisor), but then we don't actually do something for everyone's birthday and workiversary, or if we do, it's like a thing every other day, and I wish we could just stop! Or just do a card.
We do a monthly lunch/snack thing for that month's birthdays (1-3 birthdays depending on the month). A card gets passed around and the people whose birthday it is get to pick the food item (pizza, cake, bagels, salad bar, etc.). The only time we contribute is when someone picks salad bar and everyone checks off on a big list what they will bring.
There's a singing hamster so that we don't have to sing.
It works pretty well.