Woot Barb!
See, in my fantasy, when I'm kissing you... you're kissing me. It's okay. I can wait.
Oz ,'First Date'
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.
Burrell - Nov 21, 2010 11:59:01 am PST #9169 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Shir - Nov 21, 2010 11:59:48 am PST #9170 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
There are few of us who have not been mortally embarrassed at some point by decisions our parents made.
Not that it's not true, but very rarely said decisions have a indirect relation to loss and dehumanization of human lives.
It's not a perfect or zero-sum world, I know. But sometimes, living in it and do so morally seems impossible.
beekaytee - Nov 21, 2010 12:20:48 pm PST #9171 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Happiest of Birthdays, Sparky! May it begin the sparkiest of years for you and yours.
sj - Nov 21, 2010 12:23:01 pm PST #9172 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Yay, Barb!
I found a recipe that looked similar to what I used last year. So we are having roasted chicken with chutney and roasted veg for dinner tonight.
Typo Boy - Nov 21, 2010 12:46:50 pm PST #9173 of 30000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
When I was growing up in the San Fernando valley women on my street of all ages used to mow the lawn and sunbath in white bra and undies. Same or better coverage than bikini's so they did not see why not. Actually they have a point, but I've never found anyone from another neighborhood or even another street in the Valley where this happened...
Beverly - Nov 21, 2010 12:57:11 pm PST #9174 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I'm having either the last of the deli sliced beef with sharp local dairy cheddar on locally-baked rye, with actual shaved horseradish in sour cream, and a locally grown honeycrisp apple for dessert. Either that or white beans cooked with veg and scraps of the ham butt we baked last week. Or rosemary-ginger-tarragon roasted boneless skinless chicken breast, steamed rice, and sweet potato braised in butter with ginger and dill. Leftovers, FTW!
Barb, I've always loved that author photo--your eyes are amazing in it. Book signings, also FTW!
beth b - Nov 21, 2010 1:01:26 pm PST #9175 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
You have riches Beverly
Beverly - Nov 21, 2010 1:59:15 pm PST #9176 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I do! I have a husband who's a wizard in the kitchen, especially considering he cooks around all my stoopit food sensitivities and intolerances. If he wasn't willing to find things I can eat and prepare them so they taste good, I'd be eating rice crackers out of the package, and raw spinach.
Strix - Nov 21, 2010 3:39:22 pm PST #9177 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Yay, book signing, Barb!!!
Sparky, happy, happy birthday wishes.
ION, I need brain bleach to get the sight of some of those vibes outta my inner eye. Corn? Really?
Cass - Nov 21, 2010 3:43:16 pm PST #9178 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Gives new definition to cornholing... Unfortunately.