Oh, Brenda, sorry you had to give out "you need to get on the right track" reviews. Those are not easy.
'Dirty Girls'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I answer the work phone with "eye-triple-ee, this is Elizabeth." (IEEE.) My callers generally already know who I am, I just need to let them know they've reached me and not someone else. My boss, though? Makes me nuts. She answers the phone with "eye-triple-firstname-lastname!" I left out the "ee" there, because she does. What's an "eye-triple"? Makes me nuts.
I let bread sit for weeks, took pictures every day.
I did that! But I was testing preservatives.
I did that! But I was testing preservatives.
Heh. I am pretty sure the concept of preservatives was beyond me. There's a reason I was an English major.
ETA: (not really, but it's fun to say)
Yeah, it was really tough. On the plus side, I think the shock led to an emotional breakdown which lead to me finding out some stuff I wasn't aware of (or wasn't aware of the magnitude of) and I have a much better sense of how to help her. I don't that's much comfort to her right now.
I think the preservatives kept the bread soft, but not actually mold-free.
My favorite science fair project was the one where I bought baby clothes and burned them up with a blowtorch! Good times.
I have a much better sense of how to help her. I don't that's much comfort to her right now.
Probably not right now, but it should be long-term, if she has any sense. Good luck.
My favorite science fair project was the one where I bought baby clothes and burned them up with a blowtorch! Good times.
To test what? Flammability?? Awesome!
I grew crystals one year and made a dinosaur diorama another year, complete with caveman.
To test what? Flammability?? Awesome!
Yeah, I took ones that had some kind of anti-flammable treatment and ones that didn't. The anti-flammable ones just melted, which seemed less than optimal to me! Assuming a not-very-big fire, I guess.
So, ever since the massage therapist commented on my rock-hard left calf, I've been noticing it, and now it's bothering me! Feh. Can I go for another massage already? It's only been two months.