I didn't dust and vacuum today. I did, however, take 150 photographs, film and digital. Oops.
She ain't movin'. Serenity's not movin'.
Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
Tom Scola - Jul 03, 2015 5:44:24 pm PDT #268 of 30003
Mr. Scola’s wardrobe by Botany 500
Sue - Jul 03, 2015 6:42:10 pm PDT #269 of 30003
hip deep in pie
Is making guacamole at midnight a sign that you're too drunk or too sober?
This was all in aid of making a burrito, or course.
P.M. Marc - Jul 03, 2015 6:50:32 pm PDT #270 of 30003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
It's a sign that you need guacamole!
-t - Jul 03, 2015 6:56:23 pm PDT #271 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Mmm, guacomole. Mmm, burrito. Mmm, 150 photos.
Asparagus came out great and I remembered to save a bit to join an omelet later. Cauliflower also quite nice. Lamb will be done simmering (or whatever the correct verb is) around 7 or 8 tomorrow morning, I think I will not do the finishing roast right then.
meara - Jul 03, 2015 7:47:56 pm PDT #272 of 30003
I made some strawberry/blueberry/jicama "salsa" but realized I have no appropriate containers for that or for the quinoa salad I was going to make. Don't want to bring the glass bowl I tossed it in to my friend's party and maybe break or forget it. Guess I have to go to the store tomorrow.
DavidS - Jul 03, 2015 9:20:57 pm PDT #273 of 30003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I came home late-ish and starving so I made a mixing bowl's worth of salad with tuna and avocado and devoured it instanter.
Also, Emmett called me yesterday from camp to wish me a belated birthday, which was sweet.
Lee - Jul 03, 2015 9:35:36 pm PDT #274 of 30003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Today's observation: buffista are awesome, but tend to run out of bourbon too soon
Beverly - Jul 03, 2015 9:48:20 pm PDT #275 of 30003
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I wish you an even belateder birthday, Hec. I hope it was happy, and that the year ahead is full of good stuff and happy people.
Ginger - Jul 04, 2015 3:57:29 am PDT #276 of 30003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I am participating in the 4th of July tradition of thousands of Atlantans: watching the Peachtree Road Race on television. Even if I felt up to a 10K, nothing would drive me to join 60,000 people on Peachtree. It is, however, a very weird year. They've stopped the next wave of runners because of lightning, so about 30,000 people are milling around in pouring rain waiting to run. They've also been staring at the photos of the guys who crossed the finish line first for a half hour or so, trying to determine the winner.
-t - Jul 04, 2015 4:15:33 am PDT #277 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
That does sound very weird.
A very merry unbirthday to you, Hec. And everyone else to whom it applies.
Sous vide device is still verbing the lamb. So my secret fear that leaving it running overnight would be disastrous appears to be unfounded. So far.