'Shindig'
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.
The only fault in the logic it that you will then be good at making buttermilk biscuits and you'll want to make them all the time.
Except I would pretty much forget to buy buttermilk most of the time, so the risk isn't so huge. (I'm still working through the quart I bought at Christmas.)
cucumber and ranch dip for dinner.
On the way up the steps tonight Matilda asked, "Does Cowgirl Jesse know where we live?"
After I sussed that she was NOT talking about the character from Toy Story, I assured that she did, and had, in fact, been in our very apartment.
Matilda was curious about the sender of the parasol.
Just as Emmett had been curious about the person who sent him the monkey head for his scooter (that would be msbelle).
In short: you are known to my children.
I do know where you live!
But still am not a cowgirl.
But still am not a cowgirl.
Not according to my daughter.
We're having a week of hellacious weather here. Today the maximum is 43 degress (109 in Fahrenheit). This is ushering in four days of 40-degree weather (104F+).
I'm not saying I'd swap with Chiberia Chicago, you understand. Just that I wouldn't dismiss it out of hand.
Oh, the kicker: for the month of January, the rail company is doing upgrade work on my line, which means a three-station segment is closed. Both to and from work, I need to catch a train to one station, go find a bus, take it to the other station, then wait for a train to take me the rest of the way. I'm so looking forward to the rest of this week.
I'm not saying I'd swap with Chiberia Chicago, you understand. Just that I wouldn't dismiss it out of hand.
...I would totally take Chiberia over 109 degrees. Ick.
Why do people not understand not to reply all?
The entire cast and orchestra of The Jungle Book wished each other Happy New Year by using reply all on a performance report. It went on for days.
I'm not saying I'd swap with Chiberia Chicago, you understand. Just that I wouldn't dismiss it out of hand.
I might consider a swap. Although my battery operated socks just arrived today.
Oh, and get this: my mother-in-law decided that today was the perfect day to travel into the city with Biyi to buy some new luggage. By train. By train-and-then-bus-and-then-train-again. And then back.
I'm working from home today. I insisted that I at least pick them up from the station where they'd have caught the bus. (Biyi at least needed no persuading.)