You have the emotional maturity of a blueberry scone.

Giles ,'Touched'


Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In  

[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.


Calli - Dec 26, 2012 9:32:56 am PST #24317 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Thanks, all. The snow's falling pretty heavily at my sister's, but Flint isn't getting hit as hard so far. I love visiting my sister and her family, but I do have stuff I'd like to get back to in NC, if possible.


Cass - Dec 26, 2012 9:33:29 am PST #24318 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I see no way this could go wrong.

None at all.


sj - Dec 26, 2012 9:44:05 am PST #24319 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yay, Polter mom! Does this mean you can date whomever you want?

Christmas is over! I am in the movie theater wait to finally see Les Miz, and TCG is laughing at me as I whisper "keep moving" under my breath to anyone who walks in front of my seat. But the theater is still mostly empty so there should be no need to sit in front of 4'10" me.


Polter-Cow - Dec 26, 2012 10:07:10 am PST #24320 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Yay, Polter mom! Does this mean you can date whomever you want?

Ha ha ha ha as if. I'm still waiting for them to hassle me over the fact that I finally put my foot down on potential future wives and said, no, seriously, I don't want to do this (I've been saying it for years but I always cave), I will find someone on my own.


Liese S. - Dec 26, 2012 11:01:46 am PST #24321 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

My best to the family of my heart.

Yup yup yup.

Also, noodle pudding, nom.

I'm having a good, mellow post-Christmas day. Just met up with the SO in town for lunch, and then we went over to the pawn shop to sight in my bow. I was not nearly as rusty as I thought I'd be after having laid out for most of the winter. I'm excited to get back shooting again.

Although of course it's super windy today and supposed to snow again tomorrow.

I think maybe I'd better haul some more firewood this afternoon. We're through one of the two ricks on the deck, and it's supposed to snow all next week.


Typo Boy - Dec 26, 2012 11:10:24 am PST #24322 of 30001
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.

Noodle pudding is great. Is this one sweet or savory only?


Cass - Dec 26, 2012 11:22:03 am PST #24323 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Assuming we don't stew the Noodle kitty, what's a noodle pudding?

Also "noodle" no longer looks like a word, it's become letter soup.


Laura - Dec 26, 2012 11:29:27 am PST #24324 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

Sweet for sure. This is the first time I have made it. Noodles baked with cream cheese, sour cream, cottage cheese, eggs & sugar. Then topping of graham cracker and sugar crumbs. Butter in filling and topping too. Mmmmm, noodles, Mmmmm, cheese, Mmmmm butter, Mmmmmmm sugar. Not much to not like. I thought of ita ! when I was crumbling the graham cracker topping.


Laura - Dec 26, 2012 11:31:18 am PST #24325 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

I used this recipe for my first attempt, but I don't think I will need to try another because yum. [link]


Beverly - Dec 26, 2012 11:34:04 am PST #24326 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

We bought three tiny unfinished wooden sets of drawers years ago at Michael's, and for Christmas, H sanded, stained, finished them, and lined the bottoms of the drawers with green felt cut to fit. The two matching ones now sit on the back corners of my dresser (the good, solid wood one we got at Goodwill in that '30s sprayed-on thick "mahogany" finish, and stripped, stained pale maple and used for years as a baby dresser/changing table, and then for dining room storage), with the urn-shaped miniature lamps that use candle bulbs, and have the aged, browned paper shades, one printed with evergreen needles, the other with ferns. It looks meant to be. The odd-sized set of drawers is on my desk, where it will keep oddments out of sight.

H hasn't found what he wants for Christmas present yet, but when he does, it shall be his.