We have a pool party to go to tomorrow, and one of our friends (who is an excellent cook) just messaged this to me: "I am making gluten free lobster mac'n cheese with fontina, Gouda, gruyere, cheddar, provolone, asiago, and Romano...whatcha think?"
I think it's a DAMN good think my cholesterol went down, because I'm going to try to eat all of that mac & cheese, is what I think!
Mini-fish are the new fashion-forward accessory.
Which is crazy. I mean, once you get less than nine inches, what's the point?
once you get less than nine inches, what's the point?
Well, then you can scatter them in a cunning pattern across your blazer. Or wear them in your hair with your fashionably messy boho-bun.
I want to know if Fish Lady won her case.
Fish lady was the defendant, and she did win. Fish lady organizes trips to places like Africa (hence the picture of the fish purse in Africa), and a woman who was going on a trip broke her arm and couldn't go. So she sued the woman to get her money back, apparently having never heard of travel insurance.
And the tale (tail?) comes to a satisfying conclusion.
Timelies all!
Temperatures in the low 90s for the next several days. Summer in DC, as usual.
House successfully sold. Yays.
Travel insurance, man. Always get it.
I never have, Zen, but your tale has made me rethink this.
Super YAY for Dana!