Man, it would be cool if these were real cakes.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Skipping (way less than last night's one-small-click-of-the-mouse-one-giant-leap-for-threadkind) because, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is erikaj's birthday.
Happy birthday, erika! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
NILLY!
Happy Birthday erika!
Before the end of rent control, Beacon Hill had some pretty skanky, cheap rentals shoulder-by-shoulder with luxurious townhouses. I definitely remember seeing a coin-op laundromat, but that's more than 10 years ago easily.
And that was back in the days when there was a condo parking garage, where you bought a space for more than most houses and paid a monthly fee. (It's still there, you could Google for the latest sale prices if you want to be boggled.)
You still saw a lot of beaters parked on the street, like most neighborhoods in Boston, there was permit-only parking but with pretty stiff street-cleaning schedules, and meter maids circling the blocks like vultures.
Happy birthday, erika!
Happy bday, erika!
Happy Birthday, Erika!
Hi Nilly!
The local weather stations are beginning to talk about the average day of first snowfall. Deep sigh of contentment. I can so cope more easily with cold than with heat.
My own official Fall season started here when the furnace turned on the other night. Of course, I'd left the windows open, so that helped the temp inside get down to 50-ish, but still.
Happy birthday, erika!
OMG, I have to NEVER EVER BUY the TJ's chocolate-covered almonds with sea salt.
Oh yeah.