Copy and paste!

That's how I fake it and don't even worry about making it!

Man, this last pastry rolled out PERFECTLY. As in, if it's not perfect, it's because it rolled out too thinly, but not broken, which would be a first time for that particular pie error.

I did have one crust melt into the pie in the oven, so I don't count my chickens until they're baked, but I am pretty sure that mishap was before I understood the premise of cutting butter in, so hopefully I'm clear.

I think this time I got the right combination of tacky-after-adding-liquid and right-amount-of-flour-used-to-handle.

Cool down, filling! Heat up, oven! I want to get this puppy assembled and into the metaphorical frying pan.

My will to accomplish anything today is largely absent. I'll blame going out with friends last night (apparently, dinner+drinks+ live music = pumpkin by 11) and a cool house and cuddly cats. The tulip bulbs are not getting planted this weekend.

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Handy!

I bought a scarf for the office and a restaurant gift certificate at the church fair, which had zero strangers attend, so, you know, kind of worthless.

I used to know how to make that symbol.

Oh, man, I tell a lie. I used to have a typewriter with a key for that symbol. I am Jack's obsolescent technology.

I'm making pretty decent progress on cleaning up the kitchen and talked myself into not really needing to do much laundry (because a lot of what needs washing is summer-weight clothes that I'm not going to be wearing any time soon, so they can wait until that mythical day when I have more time and energy). And convinced myself that not going grocery shopping is maybe even the more responsible option. Now I just need to talk myself into cutting the grass and I'll be pretty satisfied with my productivity.

So no one told me that Nurse Woo had been in a car accident and wasn't supposed to come this week either. Which meant I called and disturbed a sick woman, but come on! If someone's filling in for her they're later than she is when she's later than she normally is late. And someone should get back to me in an hour, the operator told me. Oh, yay?

Please let it be last week's nurse. I don't like gambling, and this has been a suck-assed week for my headaches (and clearly for Nurse Woo--but in her interest, the entire planet should be shucking off the need for medicine any time now, so that should clear up her concussion).

People have been detained for weeks in Dubai for over the counter drugs and poppy seeds. Some of them weren't even going to Dubai, just connecting through that airport, or even on planes that weren't supposed to go to Dubai but got diverted there because of bad weather or engine trouble. [link]

Skipping way too much and way too belated (this beginning-of-the-semester thing, it can really eat up the time, each semester all over again), so apologies, but better-late-than-never, according to the Buffista Calendar, I've missed several birthdays:

According to Jon B. "If the Apocalypse Comes, Beep Me" Oct 18, 2011 8:09:00 pm PDT two days ago was FAQBaby (or is it FAQToddler by now?) second birthday. And yesterday was another of these lovely double Buffista birthdays, both Burrell's as well as Calli's.

Happy birthday, FAQNot-baby-anymore!

Happy birthday, Burrell!

Happy birthday, Calli!

With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!

Hi Nilly!

Belated Happy Birthday, Calli!

and Happy Birthday to you to, Burrell, even if I'm a day late.

Way to get started on Year Three, FAQToddler!

Was everyone aware of the prescription drug regulations for the United Arab Emirates?

Yeah, I'm totally scratching out Dubai as a place I'm ever going to visit. Sorry, coworker who suggested it as a place for a global summit.