Those are really cute whisks. I didn't know cuteness was an option in whisks! Except for the teeny ones, of course.

I'm pretty sure I've made rice in sauciers with no problem. I promptly forget what all my pots and pans are meant to be used for as soon as I get them home.

I think I will stay away from the drowning story...

Cashere, Whip It.

Thanks, -t!

Today's T shirt at Teefury.com is quite funny. I caved and got myself one, despite not needing another tee. And Star Wars, really? But I like the imagery. eta: Nevermind. They are eastern time, and the tee is now gone.

Cashmere, I found browsing potsandpans.com very interesting. I'll now check out Target and maybe a department store or two for comparison shopping.

the stories just seem to be opinions of other bloggers or twitterers--who also spend inordinate amounts of time online

Which is especially why I totally don't get it. I don't think we are particularly different here in that we have people posting both good and bad news very close to the events themselves.

Cash, it's called Whip It and it's awesome! I love the soundtrack, too.

Kids and pools are always a dangerous mix. My ex had a house with a pool and my son rode his trike right into it before anyone could stop him. Fortunately, the adults actually caught him in the act and fished him out immediately, but it is so easy for something to happen in a split second. The law says (in a lot of states, can't speak to all) that any "attractive nuisance", such as a swimming pool, has to have a six foot privacy fence around it. Which can mean, around the yard, not the pool. So, folks out on the street with curious kids don't have to worry so much, but the families with the pool seem to take it for granted that the kids will know, when they don't.

Humans have a special talent for the cruelty. Though, I don't know, insects do so many horrific things as a matter of course that I'm not sure they get a bye.

Insects do many horrible things, but pretty much always directly linked to their own survival and propagation. There's no cruelty for the sake of it. For that you need more intelligence, as per cats or killer whales.

There's no cruelty for the sake of it

So you say! But I've looked into a Mantis' eyes and he was pure evil.

Thanks Bonny, but you're giving me whiplash from the doubletake at "pooch stew". Um. Bartleby's right there, and on all fours and frisky, right?

Heh. You gave me such a laugh right there. He is awfully sweet...

Nah, he isindeed right here. A bit more more sacked out than frisky at the mo. A couple of long walks in the beautiful weather today did him right in.

The whole raison d'crock pot in this house is the pooch. I've been given the mandate to remove all grain from his diet, so frequent stews have ensued. Usually turkey (a 20lber, most recently), sweet potatoes, carrots, celery, greens (collard & kale). Sometimes beets, green beans or, frankly anything headed south in the veggie bin.

I love the crock pot for making it so easy. Chop...wait...grind...freeze. Like magic.

Just not the clean up.

I am home! YAY! I am so glad to be home, with my cats and all my stuff. I had a really good tome with my family, but 10 days is just too long to be away. I cam home and my house seemed kind of strange.

I had a very long bus ride sitting behind a rude woman who kep slamming her chair back further and further and hit me hard in the leg so hard TWICE I actually said "Ow!" really loudly. When I asked her if she could not push her chair all the way back, she clamed she needed it for her bad back, but she also pushed the empty chair next to her back all the way...so I had no legroom. And then she proceeds to give me dirty looks for the rest of the trip. What a bitca!

Oh! And I forgot to mention possibly my best Christmas gift: A Trixie Belden Mystery-Quiz book! It's my old book, but I only wrote in the answers to a couple of activities, so I still have hours of fun ahead.

So jealous!!! I had those books. I had almost all the Trixies Beldens...except for those last few that are pretty rare...and my mom gave them/threw them away. I've recovered some, but not many of the later ones.