From personal experience, I strongly suggest never letting any company take money from your checking account. Either use your checking account's Bill Pay to pay them (so you can stop it whenever you want without any hassle), or else use a credit card, for reasons already mentioned.
'Bushwhacked'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
Aimee, I thought this was a fabulous idea in re: kid's book storage (found on pinterest - LOVE!). [link] These are from IKEA, but if you don't have one near you, I'm sure other spice racks would do.
Those would be perfect, GC. One of those might work with my efforts to sneak a magazine holder into my small bathroom.
Why does my stomach hate me? I never throw up.
Ginger, we have something this in our bathroom, and it works well: [link]
I have one of those, scrappy, but it's hard to clean around because there's not much room on either side of my toilet.
The bird is in the oven! I forgot the sweet potatoes, but that's okay because the roasting pan wasn't that deep or wide and there wasn't enough room.
I got silicone bands to take care of the legs and wing tips. Only I put them on AFTER I'd massaged 1/2 stick of butter into the bird. It was a little like (I assume) wrestling a greased pig. But I got it in. And either the cavity wasn't that big or my lemon is way to big because I had a hard time shoving everything in the bird that was supposed to go inside.
In 35 minutes I have to figure out how to flip it from breast side to back side to cook the rest of the way.
Has anybody heard from Trudy lately? I don't twit or fb, so if she's there, I wouldn't know. But she hasn't posted here for a while.
Has anybody heard from Trudy lately? I don't twit or fb, so if she's there, I wouldn't know. But she hasn't posted here for a while.
She's been on facebook.
Heh. Trudy just busted my mom's chops on FB no less than 5 minutes ago.
My bird is beautiful. The skin is crispy and golden. I took it out and poked it with the thermometer and it's not quite done. At least I think I poked it in the thickest part of the thigh. I really didn't want to puncture that lovely skin.
I talked to Dad, he said since my aunt isn't coming up this fall (due to a variety of reasons she's waiting until Spring) and I'm still jobless he wanted to fly me back home for a visit. If I thought that would work. So now I'm checking out out flights. Although it looks like in order to see my nephew this would have to be in mid October