I have Hagen-Daaz dulce de leche and mint chip in the freezer. I think it's safe to say I have the best DH in the world.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
Teppy, I lost the link for the recipe for butternut squash enchillads and would love it again, please! We got some butternut squash with our farmshare today and would love to make it again.
And I want to make it too!!
I bookmarked it the last time the link was posted in Natter:
Steph L. "Natter 64: Yes, we still need you" Oct 5, 2009 5:09:50 pm PDT
Thanks, Jess!
What's the name of the sinus monster again? Vic?
I hate that guy.
Vic. He wears pointy steel-toed boots and then sits down in your sinuses, with his back propped against one sinus cavity wall, and KICKS.
Butternut squash lovers: [link] I need to emphasize that you can fuck with this recipe -- add things, delete things (like the spices; it probably wouldn't go so well if you omit the squash), adjust to your taste, and it'll still KICK ASS.
t edit I see Jess was quicker than me. Can you find my missing blue earring? The round stone one.
Can you find my missing blue earring? The round stone one.
On the floor under your dresser.
Can you find my missing blue earring? The round stone one.
Only if you recently linked to it in Natter.
Can you find my missing blue earring? The round stone one.
Only if you recently linked to it in Natter
Damn!
I'ma take tommyrot's advice and check t shudder under my dresser.
Vic. He wears pointy steel-toed boots and then sits down in your sinuses, with his back propped against one sinus cavity wall, and KICKS.
That's the one. His snot-goblin friend was bad enough, but then Vic himself moved in sometime in the middle of a class I was teaching this afternoon and said, "Hi! You know how you're not used to consciously feeling the entire FRONT HALF OF YOUR HEAD all the time? About that..."
Today we had a field trip to the fire station with Olivia's preschool class. When the firefighters asked the class if they knew of any hot things, Liv said, "Mercury is hot! It's the hottest planet. We don't go there because it's so hot." He blinked for a minute and said, "Yeeeaah. Does anybody else know of anything that is hot?"
I don't think she could point out a match or a lighter but the planets--those are covered.