Why do they package them in a clear bottle, then?
People sometimes are stupid.
I planted half my plants (aloes are in, baileyas tomorrow because we didn't get enough rain to soften the ground), ate a muffin with some avocado smashed on top and actually made it to yoga. Screw it, I am calling it a win.
Thing I can't say elsewhere:
Really niece of mine, after a year of not a single word of communication, you text me because you want a place to stay next month for your court ordered trip so that your baby daddy can see his son. Guess you should have thought of that before you moved to NY without letting him know. The court was not amused. He gets to see the kid once a month or she gets no support and/or he gets the kid. She didn't even know I had moved! I was polite but firm in telling her no. I suggested she call her sister in Fort Lauderdale since dad lives in Miami. It was like it never occurred to her. grumble grumble
I have laryngitis. Please stop laughing, it's killing me. OTOH, it's gotten me out of several calls and a horrible meeting tomorrow :)
Laura,sorry your nice is being a narcissist. Vortex - Larygitis is no joke.
Also in me me me stuff - could use some cooking advice. Do you think stewing beef, cabbage, onions and carrots would stew well with sweet potatoes since I'm cooking for someone who is allergic to regular potatoes? I've done sweet potatoes with beef and carrots before, but I'm not sure if it is still compatible once I add the cabbage.
You could try rutabega or turnips or parsnips, Typo, if you think sweet potatoes would be too sweet?
Already have sweet potatoes. Maybe I'll do them separately.
I wouldn't do carrots and sweet potatoes together, they're too similar in color and flavor. That may just be me, though.
We do beef stew with carrots, mushrooms, onion, cabbage, and a splash of red wine--no potato substitute, and it's pretty good.
someone who is allergic to regular potatoes
That would SUCK.
Did we know that there is an actual word for navel-gazing? How awesome is that?
omphaloskepsis om-fuh-loh-SKEP-sis , noun;
1. contemplation of one's navel as part of a mystical exercise.
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worst mystical exercise ever.