Vortex, you are a doll for looking, but it won't.
darn. Thanks for the compliment but I can't take too much credit. I was looking for a sweater to wear this weekend, and came across this one, which I don't want to throw away for a few small holes, but know that I will never mend it myself, and this would have been a good compromise :)
"Vegetarians who eat meat." [link]
But only recently have former vegetarians been so smug about their forays to the dark side. "There is something almost primal about it," writes lapsed vegetarian Tara Austen Weaver, describing her first meat-buying expedition in The Butcher and the Vegetarian. "I haven't actually hunted dinner myself, but I set my sights and claimed the prize I sought."
right next to the worker marking down the Christmas merchandise? A HUGE VALENTINE DISPLAY - and entire row already filled up with chocolate hearts. good god y'all.
The day after Christmas...Dec. 26...my brother and I were at Walmart and they already had Easter candy out. EASTER. CANDY.
One of the cousins I was hanging with this weekend used to give herself a new manicure every night, and record the colour combo in a journal. She trained herself to sleep with her hands untouched by sheets. She's more than a little focussed.
AfterElton.com is having a poll to decide the gay man of the decade. Apparently it's effectively down to NPH or John Barrowman, and now there's a #biggaybattle tweet war about it--Whedon and Gaiman and Hannigan and Kimmel have lobbied for their parties. Meanwhile Elton John and George Takei and Ian McKellen are left behind in the digital age.
When I was working at B&N on Dec. 26, one of the managers was putting up Valentine displays.
right next to the worker marking down the Christmas merchandise? A HUGE VALENTINE DISPLAY - and entire row already filled up with chocolate hearts. good god y'all.
Note to self: time to check Fred Meyer & Target for stripy socks with hearts on them, because the dryer ate my last pair.
I'm trying to think of how many decades it's been since I wore nail polish. Too much work for lazy me, and I hated the way it made my fingers feel, like the nails were being squeezed ever so slightly. I try not to do things that come with a disconcerting feature that I'll need to get used to.
I love the look and feel of nail polish. It's so pretty. If it lasted looking good more than three days and wasn't smelly and messy and fiddly to put on, I'd wear a lot more of it.
EASTER. CANDY.
Ooh, I wonder if the Cadbury mini-eggs are around then?
ita, that tweet battle royale is HILARIOUS. But I hear Barrowman plays rough.
However, due diligence usually requires you to also make sure that food was made under kosher rules, i.e. ingredients certified kosher and kashered implements/appliances. So for most interpretations of "kosher" eating an entree from a non-observant Gentile preparation is going to be traif.
I'm just trying to figure out if there is some sort of apology or official way to deal with the hostess guilt of having facilitated said transfer of pork.