Whew, cleaners are finally gone. Now I get to dirty the kitchen all over again preparing for NYE dinner with friends.
Hermanos! The devil has built a robot!
Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jessica - Dec 31, 2013 8:49:00 am PST #15933 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Consuela - Dec 31, 2013 8:51:57 am PST #15934 of 30000
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I am contemplating a 5K tomorrow
I ran 5K this morning (although not competing with anyone except my cardiovascular system). Tomorrow there will be a hike with a friend; last NYD we walked a labyrinth in a park in the hills, which was really nice.
I've started the dough for sticky buns. NOM.
Connie Neil - Dec 31, 2013 8:53:00 am PST #15935 of 30000
brillig
I can contemplate a 5K myself! And then contemplate the joy of sedentaryness and my non-participation in such an event. Joy for everyone.
meara - Dec 31, 2013 8:55:03 am PST #15936 of 30000
Connie, lots of people walk them! (Heck, I've done a ton of them and still haven't run the whole time for any of them) It's surprisingly fun--I didn't expect that when I started doing them.
Still haven't seen the roommate--she texted me last night that she couldn't pick me up because she'd been called in to work, and that she'd be home today--but maybe she meant this evening? She's not home now.
SuziQ - Dec 31, 2013 9:00:27 am PST #15937 of 30000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Maple was a flavor I craved when I was pregnant with CJ. Maple syrup didn't satisfy the craving at all. After I had CJ I found a place that had maple fudge (without nuts) and that became my one true maple taste. And then the place prompty closed. I've had maple fudge (without nuts) since but it hasn't quite been that taste - I still have to try a taste whenever I see maple fudge (without nuts).
The maple sugar candies also hit that flavor spot, but I have to really limit myself on those. I also keep real maple syrup in the house for me, plus fakey stuff for CJ (he isn't as picky about the flavor).
I've never done black eyed peas for New Years. The current plan is for slow cooker shredded bbq chicken.
Cass - Dec 31, 2013 9:26:43 am PST #15938 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
This is freaky. He got so much right!
Quite a bit. Neat.
Zenkitty - Dec 31, 2013 9:34:10 am PST #15939 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
This is freaky. He got so much right!
"black President Obomi", holy crap. Step aside, Nostradamus.
I have just ONE MORE THING to do. Come on, Self, go do it! Go! Go now. Why are you still sitting there? Just one more thing! Go! Get up. Now. You. Up. Go.
sigh
I am the laziest person who ever lazed.
lisah - Dec 31, 2013 9:34:28 am PST #15940 of 30000
Punishingly Intricate
I always have black eyed peas for new year's! Fortunately I have two new year's day brunches to attend and I know there will be hoppin' johns at at least one. Yum!
brenda m - Dec 31, 2013 9:44:09 am PST #15941 of 30000
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
Leaving aside the Obami thing, weren't most of those pretty foreseeable in 1969? Still impressive.
sarameg - Dec 31, 2013 9:59:05 am PST #15942 of 30000
MotherFUCKER. Why is it people discover high profile oopsies (their own in this case, but I had to fix it) right before lunch the day before a holiday when we're very lightly staffed and freak the fuck out over A MISTAKE THEY MADE AND DIDN'T NOTICE FOR EIGHT DAYS?!! Email BOMB.
I'm not very generous, I think they should have to live with their mistake. And possibly be tasered. But TPTB aren't me. So. And of course, they freaked the fuck out during the time I was gone for 2 hours.