Thanks for that recipe, Barb. I'm totally trying them.
No, seriously, the woman is haunting me
HA. You can take it.
Years ago, when the wicked step-sister and I were making arrangements for my father's funeral we came to a massive parting of the ways. The things he had arranged for himself (while he planned my stepmother's funeral...which I did not know about for 4 years) were, well, de-ranged. He bought a 4k, PINK casket complete with satin roses for HIMSELF. It was, in fact, a pathetic homage to his mother...who was as psychotic, if not more so than he was.
Yeah. No.
I found this lovely, denim casket (I didn't realize it at the time, but it ended up costing just $700) that actually matched the workshirts he wore every day of his life. The WSS insisted he wear a suit. Again, no. Workshirt and chinos it was.
WSS was actually shaking with fear that the dead guy would be mad. My response? "If he's going to haunt ANYONE it will be me...and I can take it."
Oddly, he has been the one dead person in my history who never impacted me again. No dreams. No visualizations. Nothing.
May I be the first to say, the idea of John McCain having sex is thoroughly ewwwwww.
Yeah, but Cindy's a bit of all right.
Windsparrow, you have the loveliest way of putting things. I never cease to marvel at it.
This! You're a really special person, Andi.
we used Lactaid; lactose is not change I can believe in
Hahaha.
May I be the first to say, the idea of John McCain having sex is thoroughly ewwwwww.
Fred, I doubt you're the first one, but hey, you're the first one this morning. That work?
And yay on cranky erika!
Liese, that was my friend's addition. I cracked up so much when I read it, I just left it in the recipe for the humor value.
Your friend and I are one on this important issue.
Oh, god bless Lortabs when having cramps. I no longer want to curl up under my desk with my pen knife so I can stab at anyone who tries to engage me. Somehow, though, the supervisors are unwilling to pay a tech support person who wants to hide under the desk instead of taking phone calls.
Ohh, Calli, thanks! But Hollaback Israel only operates in Hebrew, in the meantime.
I do have some suggestions, such as this [link] if you'd like. Profile addy is good.
Ugh. I'm sitting in the Burbank airport waiting for my flight and the music they are playing is a bunch of Christian praise songs. Much of it is Christmas music, but not all of it. It is, however, all Christian. Shoot. Me. Now.
