Vortex, downloaded.
Because I know you were on tenterhooks - I roasted most of the okra, and sauteed some of that in butter and garlic with the portobellos and served it over pasta with parmesan. The rest of the uncooked okra will go into a maque choux tomorrow. I think I'll make mashed turnips. Limes - I'll probably just make limeade.
They created part of the closing ceremonies just for Jilli.
She already posted about it on her Tumblr.
Well, most apples aren't in season right now locally
My sister's green apples are ripe. They're not particularly sweet, but they have a nice crispness to them. We're thinking of canning apple-pie filling to use in the winter.
They created part of the closing ceremonies just for Jilli.
They did! Between that part, and the Mary Poppins Army, it really was just for me. All they needed was to throw some bats or vampires in there. Good job, London. Good job.
My DH's Uncle Joe has died. [link] He was the nicest man you would ever want to meet. We used to go out there for Passover every year. Uncle Joe has never been the same since his adored wife died, so in that way it's not as sad as it could be. I am very happy that Jason got to go out and have dinner with the family the last time he was in NYC a couple of months ago.
I posted about that in Other Media, Scrappy. I'm so sorry.
Oh, sorry Scrappy. Love to J as well.
I am going to wager that one of the reasons it takes a bit longer than IT GODDAMNED SHOULD to get my prescriptions filled at the Walgreens is because they force the pharmacist to call customers and ask how they're doing with their new meds. I've had three of the Wellbutrin pills so far...everything is just peachy, thanks.
The guy has no bedside manner at all. Everything sounds clipped and cursory, but damn it, he tries anyway. Just like when he "comforts" me about having to provide ID to get sleeping pills, or whatever. A for effort, pharmacy man.
He should meet the cluster of women at the non-franchise place near my pain doc. They're
really
empathetic--they're the ones that spent almost ten minutes looking for something that cut $75 off my prescription costs--they're the ones that sent me back to the doctor because they weren't sure I should be taking this dosage--never before had a pharmacist sent me back to the doctor to get stronger pain meds.
How did I knot know Uncle Joe was Joe Kubert? I'm sorry for your family's loss. Talk about a man who left his mark on his chosen profession. I'm sure his personal impact was felt by his loved ones even more.