'Dirty Girls'
[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.
Pix, I would maybe say ALL INFORMATION CONCERNING THE WEDDING -- that way people will go there to see.
And all I could see was this: "Dress up and join us for a cocktail party to celebrate our marriage! We will enjoy a selection of tasty hors d'oeuvres and desserts by gourmet chef (and Ramsey’s at the Club owner) Jesse Genovese,"
I don't understand the parenthesed statement. Is it an inside joke? Cause I just look at it and no comprende.
I had plans to do stuff outside for a bit today, but the wind is fierce out there. Not nessicarily really cold, but hit by flying tree branch fierce
We're having ~40 mph gusts. My canoe got blown off the sawhorses it normally rests on. I'm hiding inside (after I took down the umbrella and secured everything I could think of).
We seem to be having brown outs -- which means I need to turn the stereo back on and reset the modem and router. I thought about laundry, but I am not sure I need to have more things on.
"Dress up and join us for a cocktail party to celebrate our marriage! We will enjoy a selection of tasty hors d'oeuvres and desserts by gourmet chef (and Ramsey’s at the Club owner) Jesse Genovese,"
To me it reads like "...desserts by gourmet chef Jesse Genovese, the owner of Ramsey’s at the Club, a well regarded local eatery."
I don't understand the parenthesed statement. Is it an inside joke? Cause I just look at it and no comprende.
Huh, okay. I just was clarifying that the chef was also the owner of the venue. I guess I just thought it was an interesting tidbit. Would it help to phrase it: "tasty hors d'oeuvres and desserts by gourmet chef Jesse Genovese, the owner of Ramsey's at the Club"? (The reception is at Ramsey's at the Club, as it says above)
Thanks for looking it over.
I also just redid the whole hotel section to help out-of-towners. My head hurts.
Poor kitty. He keeps waking up , going through 10 to 15 minuets of sneezing, being annoyed, and going back to sleep.
Poor kitty! Oh, and Beth, I found a little prezzie for you yesterday. I couldn't resist it--it screamed your name!--so I'm mailing it to you.
I've reworded that section that confused you, Erin, and I think I'm done tweaking the rest. For now. I've taken down the link--thanks for your help, all.
Ramsey's at the Club is the restaurant. Ok, that makes sense.
I thought maybe it was a term -- like to "Ramsey" someone in cooking terms means to act like Gordon Ramsey, or something.
yay, prezzie! I like surprises.
I looked at the site, it looks good to me. Of course, I am rarely the person for critical reviews.
This is a day of not getting much done. Oh, well.