I call dibs on being in charge of Teppy, feet and all. Seems only fair, after you got put in charge of me this year.
Hey, even though I was -- allegedly -- in charge of you, you didn't do anything I said! You didn't even delegate to your sherpa!
'Out Of Gas'
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
I call dibs on being in charge of Teppy, feet and all. Seems only fair, after you got put in charge of me this year.
Hey, even though I was -- allegedly -- in charge of you, you didn't do anything I said! You didn't even delegate to your sherpa!
Sorry. Anything after the weekend of the seventh will probably be no good for me. I've got qualifying exams the last week of August, and those last few weeks will have to be intensive studying time.
Wah! Want to see Buffistas! t /four-year-old
May I interrupt for a moment to beam?
Deb and I have just finished dining with Trudy, EpicTangent, Tom Scola, Megan Walker, Deb's daughter, my uncle and my husband (and ourselves) at a magnificent feast, from which our guest are currently recovering in the other room.
We ate:
We are all in delicious food comas. Feel free to envy.
Hey, even though I was -- allegedly -- in charge of you, you didn't do anything I said! You didn't even delegate to your sherpa!
I tried! Well, only on the second part, but still, tried.
We are all in delicious food comas. Feel free to envy.
You are all DEAD to me. I smite you with the force of my envy.
I'd be jealouser if I were hungry. But only just barely, 'cause I'm pretty jealous.
Kristin, I'm listening!
I can't promise anything, but I will try to make it any time you have it.
Also, making plans to kidmap Deb and make her coook next time I see her. Any co-conspirators?
(Deb posting on Jessica's login)
Did Jess mention the warm ganache, made from Valrhona? Poured over the Breyers vanilla ice cream? Which was sitting on the chocolate decadence?
Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, gooooood.
We are all in delicious food comas. Feel free to envy.
Holy. Christ. I don't even know what fagioli is, but damn. That beats my dinner with a stick and then calls it dirty names.
Kristin, the weekend of the 14th-15th is getting close to meara's birthday (and mine) on the 29th. I wonder if we could convince meara to make the trip if we promised her birthday spankings.
And how much do I love that I share a birthday with meara? A whole big bunch.