That does sound yummy
Hubby got the price tag for today's shot. $25,000, for fugu, yew, periwinkle, and something called happy tree (something Asian). All natural!
Zoe: Next time we smuggle stock, let's make it something smaller. Wash: Yeah, we should start dealing in those black-market beagles.
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
Connie Neil - Jan 22, 2014 12:26:06 pm PST #8524 of 30002
brillig
brenda m - Jan 22, 2014 1:05:02 pm PST #8525 of 30002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Eye of newt indeed. May good things come of it.
Where was that whole-head roasted cauliflower thing being discussed? If I can find it I might try that tonight.
Cass - Jan 22, 2014 4:26:09 pm PST #8526 of 30002
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 have discovered that my sweet Marley's expensive medical tests have shown he is in perfect health, which is great news, but still leaves us stymied about why his appetite has decreased dramatically.
Full labs? So blood panel and urine? If you rule out physical, psychological. But from what you said, I'd still wonder at physical. Or a change in the food makeup. New bag?
Happy birthday, Andi.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 22, 2014 4:51:58 pm PST #8527 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Here you go, brenda: [link]
WindSparrow - Jan 22, 2014 5:42:51 pm PST #8528 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Thank you ever so much for the birthday wishes, darlings. You make me smile.
I would be in the Healthy Control Group for Depression. They wanted to know my handedness - which is a new wrinkle.
I don't know about depression, but I learned in a group session that there is some statistically significant correlation between leftiness (hand, eye, ear, foot) and addiction. I also found out that while I am a righty in three of those four, my left ear is dominant in spite of having once had that ear drum burst by a BB.
May that witches' brew do its job and prove itself to have been concocted by good witches, Connie.
DavidS - Jan 22, 2014 6:26:24 pm PST #8529 of 30002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Where was that whole-head roasted cauliflower thing being discussed? If I can find it I might try that tonight.
I had a hard time not just eating the roast cauliflower I made for the gratin. It was so tasty.
Ginger - Jan 22, 2014 6:59:05 pm PST #8530 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
So far he hasn't gotten the bag of ominous dark red drug that other patients were getting.
Adriamycin, aka the red devil chemo. Been there, done that. It's hell on the heart, though. (My heart seems to be fine.)
Laura - Jan 23, 2014 2:04:29 am PST #8531 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
No amount of cheese in the world can redeem cauliflower. It is the anticheese.
I love cauliflower any old way, but the guys like it when I bake it in a concoction of sour cream and cheese.
fugu, yew, periwinkle, and something called happy tree (something Asian). All natural!
Interesting, I mean I wish this wasn't stuff any of us had to learn about, but that sounds like quite the brew.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 23, 2014 2:06:37 am PST #8532 of 30002
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Happy belated Day, WindSparrow!
I am up for an onerous task day. I'm currently writing a big chunk of my thesis that has been so slow, it's getting me down. Also I have to renew my disabled students' allowance, and that form is long and ridiculous. (I give them the same answers every year. Yes, I am still studying. Yes, still studying the same thing. Yes, my PhD is taking me forever. Yes, I still plan to finish exactly when I initially planned to finish. Happy now? Meh.)
WindSparrow - Jan 23, 2014 6:01:40 am PST #8533 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Thank you, Seska!