Oh, hey, my already made salad has mozzarella, that's almost just like pizza.
Lucy might be a very good movie, but I just cannot get past the "we only use 10% of our brain" thing.
Sorry, y'all, pre-dinner glass of wine is making me randomly chatty.
Well, they sent us home again. After spending all day with him, I left him well-supplied with apple sauce, bananas, and ginger ale. I also defrosted his refrigerator, scrubbed his kitchen (including the floor), changed his sheets, and reorganized his investment portfolio. Oy.
Now I am crashed on the futon with a glass of wine, really hoping my cell phone does not ring for the next 14 hours.
I can't get past the premise. Using more of your brain lets you change your DNA? Lame.
Ugh Consuela, you've more than earned a day off.
The crazy thing was, this was my day off. And I had three appointments scheduled for Dad, and one for myself.
At least I didn't have to cancel my hair appointment, which is tomorrow.
I don't want a Blizzard. I want the espresso shake the local coffee house makes: vanilla ice cream, chocolate sauce, and a shot of top notch espresso. So good!
I gave up sugar and artificial sweetners for a few weeks, and now I drink coffee with just whole milk. I drink a lot of fizzy water with lime and iced tangerine zinger tea.
Amyth, I'll look forward to hearing your reaction to the latest WtNV episodes.
Steph, I love your shirt in the skating photo!
I hope you are undisturbed, Consuela. That's a lot.
I hope your weekend is better, Consuela.
Mmm, espresso shake. That sounds so good! I think I used to get something like that from Rue de la Course? Somewhere. So simple and so good.
I am making cookies and cream popsicles in an attempt to (a) get my mojo back and (b) have something vaguely like a Blizzard to nom.
Steph, I love your shirt in the skating photo!
That was actually a memorial/fundraiser a few years ago for a local guy who was shot and killed by the police when he was unarmed. (The sadly shocking part is that he was a white guy, because it isn't white guys who the cops usually kill around here.) He was a drummer, so the crossbones of the sugar skull are drumsticks.