I just microplaned my right thumbnail to the quick. Fuck.
Everybody had soup for dinner tonight. Because my family is the way it is, everybody had a different soup.
JZ: French onion.
Emmett: Beef stock, fusilli and meatballs.
Matilda: Chicken Noodle.
But everybody loved the baguette with butter.
Isn't JZ vegetarian? How does she make her French onion soup?
Well shit. Not only did the shooter live near CJs high school (which is only two blocks from where we live) both CJ and I have FB mutual friends with the kid. As scary as it all is, it could have been so much worse. Police around here train on active shooter situations, including training in the local high schools.
Isn't JZ vegetarian? How does she make her French onion soup?
She is, though she eats fish. There's a great vegetarian roasted onion stock from Pacific Soups. Extremely rich and flavorful despite no beef stock.
Mushroom stock would also work well for a vegematarian onion soup, I bet!
Have you ever had the mushroom soup at the market? It's good. A little salty for my taste, but oh so savory.
Dear gods people, I'm quite the introvert, but I am staaarved for human interaction after this week. I've been so damned chatty at the pool, I'm getting home 15-30 minutes later (and it isn't swim time) and I was actually sad when I heard back that all my usual marketing neighbors are gone/have other obligations. And my email replies are getting longer and longer, as are fb ones.
Apologies if you get textually barfed on on account of my too many snow, sick, mental-health and plumbing days. Yikes.
Today has been a long day, including denting my rental car and telling someone I don't intend to put him out of business, which is nevertheless exactly what I intend to do. But does anyone have any experience with dealing with visa (card) insurance on rentals?
Do you have other insurance, bon? It was no issue to get them to pay, but if you have insurance on your own, I think they will only pay up to your deductible.
Msbelle , yu are the awesomest. Though I do really miss having male friends that aren't my friends' partners. Why did mine all have to move?
I've been crushing on one of my newish coworkers and it's terrible. He's at least a decade younger than me and married. He needs to stop being sarcastic and adorable. Imaginary boyfriends are much easier to manage. (Unless Jesse wants to stuff Branson in a box and mail him to me. I will happily tackle that complication.)
I think I had a panic attack every time my email pinged today. Even though I was pretty sure I wouldn't hear this week, since the dude who signs the hiring order was being awarded the Nobel.