Oh my doG has anyone seen my motivation?
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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Contradiction in terms.
Aw, hells naw.
Taz update: still burrowed under the covers to escape the noise.
smonster, I hope the foster kitty just has a UTI and not a behavioral problem. Getting-better~ma to her.
(And I can't imagine just eating it on its own, i.e., NOT as a sauce of some kind, with that much cream in it. Broccoli doesn't hold up as a puree the same way potatoes do.)
Yeah, when I was being tormented on the treadmill watching her make it, I was waiting for the serve-over-pasta-or-ooh-maybe-a-baked-potato step, and thought that maybe I just missed it. But no; it's intended to be a side dish on its own, which seemed odd.
Okay, I am so over the whole pregnancy hormone thing. I should be able to look at new baby sibling preparation books on Amazon without getting choked up, goddamnit!!
ND, I think your motivation and mine ran away to Tahiti. I haven't seen mine since Thanksgiving.
I am ignoring the Refuge's request/advice and taking kitty to see my vet. I don't care, I'll pay. I just need to know she's getting quality care for once.
Blergh. I went home sick for the first time ever. I am taking a bona fide sick day.
mucho ~ma, smonster. Hope you & kitty both have a better time of it soon.
Chill~ma for Taz and Nora.
I can have bacon for me, but it can't go in shared dishes.Which randomly reminds me that you still need to come out to San Diego for a visit so I can take you to Corvette Diner for a Rory Burger (Peanut Butter Bacon Burger, OMG SoGood).
Sorry you're feeling bad, P-C. Home & rest should do wonders.
ION: Everybody who saw "It's Complicated", y'all remember the joke about "Do you want me to set you up with that guy I didn't like on Match.com?" I'm currently emailing with a guy my best friend got matched with on eHarmony. Truth = Stranger than Fiction.
Jessica, that is a totally valid tearing up moment if you ask me. I was crying over way sillier shit.
I was crying over way sillier shit.
I managed to hold it together until I found one called I Used To Be The Baby, and then I had to close the window and run to the bathroom. Because I am a hormonal WRECK.