Edited: I should have pointed out that I was addressing that to Shir.
I was pretty sure it wasn't a commentary on beer bread. (There would be a winky emoticon here if I used them.)
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Steph L. - Oct 18, 2009 11:12:56 am PDT #26891 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Oct 18, 2009 11:15:58 am PDT #26892 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
I was pretty sure it wasn't a commentary on beer bread.
You don't know. It could have been. Maybe I made a lot of beer bread during my B.A. and all that reading got in the way.
Or something.
-t - Oct 18, 2009 11:16:27 am PDT #26893 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Beer bread has a long and rich history, that's for sure.
Shir - Oct 18, 2009 11:19:47 am PDT #26894 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
I'm not familiar with beer bread; what's it like?
brenda m - Oct 18, 2009 11:28:36 am PDT #26895 of 30000
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
I saw a recipe for beer cinnamon rolls the other day. May have to dig that up.
Lee - Oct 18, 2009 11:29:57 am PDT #26896 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Huh. I love cinnamon, and most beer, but that just makes me think eww.
ChiKat - Oct 18, 2009 11:32:37 am PDT #26897 of 30000
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Okay, I'm a strong woman. I can take care of myself. I pay my bills. I change lightbulbs. I take out the trash. I'm good on my own. I can handle things.
That being said....
There is a Big Ass Wasp in my window..the inside part..and all I keep thinking is I wish there was a man around to take care of it.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Oct 18, 2009 11:41:20 am PDT #26898 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
There is a Big Ass Wasp in my window..the inside part..and all I keep thinking is I wish there was a man around to take care of it.
To be fair, I expect you'd probably welcome any gender of rescuer. The Girl is spider-killer in our family. I am a wuss.
Do you object to spraying them with poison until they shrivel up on the window-sill? (Wasps, that is. Not Girls.)
ChiKat - Oct 18, 2009 11:49:18 am PDT #26899 of 30000
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
To be fair, I expect you'd probably welcome any gender of rescuer.
Absolutely true.
Do you object to spraying them with poison until they shrivel up on the window-sill?
1) I don't have any poison. 2) I do have a cat that I don't want to get into the poison if I did have it.
Good news...it seems to have found its way back out the way it came in (through the screen somehow) and I have closed the window to insure no repeat entries.
-t - Oct 18, 2009 11:50:21 am PDT #26900 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Ooh, I hate when stingy flying things are in the house. Last time a wasp was inside a window it was the one next to the front door, so I left the door ajar for a little bit and the wasp flew out which was very lucky because I didn't have a Plan B.