Jebus, ita.
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
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.
Dinner tonight: Skinless boneless turkey breast slow cooked with Savoy Cabbage, Onion, Green pepper, mushroom. Broth: Soy Milk, Soy Sauce, wine, lemon juice. Spice: brown sugar, five spice, garlic, ginger, black pepper, potassium chloried salt substitute. Whole wheat spaghetti added in last hour.
In past have made this with other greens. Spinach, Kale, BokChoy, Romaine . Pretty much any strong green works, though I'm not sure I'd try it with mustard greens. Still, if it works with Kale.
X-posted with Armed Robbery. So hell with my recipe, and Sweet Zombie Jesus.
Holy crap, ita. That's terrifying. I'm glad he's okay.
Jesus. Sounds like your family shares something with mine. They've stopped telling me about dad getting hit on his bike (and I never freaked out at all the others,) I find out about pregnancies and marriages awfully late or only with prodding... I'm glad he's only out a phone.
Progress photo, sans fucked up paint: [link] With notes.
ita, that would infuriate me. Wow. Of course my dad didn't tell me he'd been diagnosed with prostrate cancer until AFTER THE SURGERY, so yeah. I'm right there with you.
Shit, ita! Glad it turned out ok. Someone should have told you sooner.
Our birthday is in 11 days. How old is your dad going to be?
Goodness, ita. I'm glad your father wasn't hurt.
Good grief, ita. Thank goodness he's all right! And everyone else, of course. Why wouldn't they tell you that? No, never mind, that's the kind of thing my sister would "oh, by the way," in at the end of a conversation about tomatoes or something.
My dad's side of the family is that way. My folks didn't mention one of my aunts died until nearly a month after it happened. They're not close.
My sisters, however, tend to call each other the second after something happens. So we've got that going for us.