'Smile Time'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It seemed like I could keep reading it as long as I didn't try to open another book. Curse my foolish looking up of recipes!
In this particular case, I've given in to my impatience and just bought a copy. And upped my default loan time to 14-days for the future.
Croissant stuffed with ricotta and canadian bacon sounds fabulous, Connie! I also find it liberating to cook for just myself. If it doesn't come out great, it's not like anyone but me cares and I can try again later with lessons learned.
Cooking for one is surprisingly satisfying.
Whereas I was just coming here to whinge about my loathing for cooking, especially for myself, and I understand why I was so skinny when I lived on my own in my 20s. Besides my youthful metabolism, that is.
Parts of this month of bachlorette life are fun. Cooking for myself is not one of those parts.
Dan and I were going to stay in and have some drinks, finally watch "Snowpircer."
But we got a last minute invite to go over to some friends' house, eat pizza and play Settlers of Cataan. And drink wine. So that's going to be our evening.
It'll be an early night, since I have an 8:30 yoga class tomorrow & my friend is getting her yoga certification and has to be at her studio at 7 am, but that's A-OK. I'm pretty beat.
Oh, Snowpiercer, that's a good idea. I haven't done that yet. I could make popcorn.
I would like it noted for the record that I am a nice person who answers these damn phone surveys about whatever election is coming up.
So this happened : eta: crap link, see later
That's lisah's bob on Team Atomic's toilet racer.
And newsprint! [link]
surely you could muster up the spoons to cough up a surname? Maybe? Just an initial?
I respect people's need to grieve, but...really? They can't type out "Smith" but they CAN type out "I'm too distraught right now; IM me later"? IT'S MORE LETTERS!
That's awesome, sara. (And lisah and Bob!)