I made a killer loaf of quick bread the other night: apple & sharp cheddar. So tasty.
Ooh, recipe?
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I made a killer loaf of quick bread the other night: apple & sharp cheddar. So tasty.
Ooh, recipe?
Put fresh sheets on the spare bed in case they are needed.
Pumpkin's a little cranky. Not sure if it was a run-in with Devi where neither cat touched another (followed by MK lurching by) or she's a bit sore. Good news: she's got a soft mouth.
Reason why Devi went after her? Devi wanted her spot. Niice.
Loki doesn't like the conflict. He gets worried and comes to me for assurance. Which is really funny given how he "pokes" Devi deliberately when he gets bored. Very much like a younger brother.
I've always been a bit of a solitary person, even much younger.
There's part of me that wonders if my contentment with being single isn't contentment so much as giving up in the face of how goddamn hard it would be to start fresh when I'm 20 years behind the curve.
You know, I didn't meet Tim until I was 35. I need to point that out. I wasn't exactly running around partying and barhopping and dating before then.
I get how hard it is. I really, *really* do.
Which is not a way of saying, Hey, go you, get on out there! That would be ridiculous, unhelpful, stressful, and unkind.
All I'm really saying is -- I met Tim at the age of 35. I like to think I'm proof that late bloomers can bloom.
My dinner: smoked salmon, angel hair pasta, onion, zucchini, peas, and the last of the pesto (not quite enough, but still).
My dinner: smoked salmon, angel hair pasta, onion, zucchini, peas, and the last of the pesto (not quite enough, but still).
I am made entirely of envy.
I burned the grilled cheese. There were literally flames. (On an oven mitt, but still -- flames.) This is why, when we have grilled cheese, *I* am not normally the one who makes it. But *someone* was disassembling a damn drill press.
Oh, and since we hit up the Cost Plus while we were briefly in Seattle this weekend, dessert is a tiny bit of Strawberry and Champagne dark chocolate.
I've never been in a relationship
How are we defining them? I'm never sure what counts.
I often wonder what would happen if, gods forbid, S. dropped dead. I met him when I was not quite eighteen. I've only ever really been in a relationship with *him*.
dessert is a tiny bit of Strawberry and Champagne dark chocolate
Oh, good god. I gotta get some of that.
Random thought: The Ting Tings' "That's Not My Name" has no right to be as good as it is.
Met D. at 37. No freak-ass church, but years of thinking overweight = unattractive, yeah. What Steph said.
I made potato skillets tonight, with potatoes fried in bacon grease, served with baby bella mushrooms sauteed in butter, garlic, onions and red wine with sour cream, parmesan cheese and salsa. D had two over-easy eggs on his; I thought the potatoes were heart attack worthy enough without the egg.
I am stuffed. But it was delicious.