I'm feeling the urge to cook dinner tonight but don't know WHAT to cook.
Hm.
...because God knows you need some satisfaction in life besides shagging Captain Cardboard! And I never really liked you anyway. And you have stupid hair!
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Barb - Aug 28, 2009 5:22:18 am PDT #21144 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
sj - Aug 28, 2009 5:40:30 am PDT #21145 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Mom cooked a huge meal for friends the other night and brought me a ton of leftovers. So, I don't have to worry about what we're having tonight. The warm weather just doesn't inspire me to cook the way cold weather does.
Barb - Aug 28, 2009 5:44:08 am PDT #21146 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I'm the same way, sj-- I do a LOT more cooking when it's cooler, plus, my favorite style of cooking is much more cold-weather oriented (stews, pies, soups...). But still, Lewis goes out of town Sunday for his company's manager's conference which is depressing the shit out of him at the moment, since he'd really hoped to have a reason NOT to go. Plus, he closes tomorrow night, so it's not like I'll have a chance to cook dinner for him tomorrow.
I think it's the evil influence of the Williams Sonoma email that's making me want to bustle around and make something good.
Sparky1 - Aug 28, 2009 5:46:48 am PDT #21147 of 30000
Librarian Warlord
Clearly she was talking about some OTHER baby who would continue to sleep during a procedure like that.
Mine will sleep through it, give a little stretch and flop over to the other side again. We persist, but it's become a game for us to bet how long it takes for her to re-arrange herself back to Most Favored Side Status. If the doctor thinks we should take it more seriously, we will, but I'm not particularly concerned at this point.
I am hungry enough that I could eat my lunch now.
sj - Aug 28, 2009 5:48:42 am PDT #21148 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
That makes sense, Barb. I'm all about baked pastas, soups, and chili in winter. I love the taste of roasted veg in summer, but I don't really like turning the oven up high to make it.
sj - Aug 28, 2009 5:51:19 am PDT #21149 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I'm trying to convince myself I can't go back to sleep because I am meeting friends for lunch later.
Jessica - Aug 28, 2009 5:52:32 am PDT #21150 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
The weather we're having right now is my favorite cooking season - the summer veggies are still in season, but it's cool and rainy enough for me to want the oven on.
Last night I made a killer mint and walnut pesto to go over fettucine with zucchini ribbons. Tonight I'm roasting a chicken. Nom nom nom.
Barb - Aug 28, 2009 5:54:33 am PDT #21151 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Ooooh... I love roasted chicken but Lewis doesn't like chicken on the bone. (Whackjob) He'll eat it, but it's not his favorite preparation.
Vortex - Aug 28, 2009 5:56:52 am PDT #21152 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
long it takes for her to re-arrange herself back to Most Favored Side Status.
I still have a favorite side. My hair is noticeably thinner on that side, actually. I even rearranged my room so that non favored side would face the wall, which I thought that I wouldn't like, but nope, doesn't make a difference.
Calli - Aug 28, 2009 6:04:19 am PDT #21153 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I toss and turn all night. Less so since I got the new bed, but I still never know what position I'll be in when I wake up, other than not on my back.
I burned out on cooking a bit when I was making my Dad a week's worth of meals and shlepping them to Kernersville every weekend. But my interest is starting to re-emerge. There'll be the annual Baking of the Apple Pie which means autumn's here, and possibly some sort of foodie thing around my birthday in October. I'm starting to get interested again.