…this time…it’s personal…
So because thanksgiving was held out of town, and because we had a turducken with no bones, there were some parts to the thanksgiving after party that we’ve missed out on. Like leftovers. And turkey soup.
And given that turkey went on sale at Publix for a crazy low [...]
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yeah, I know. I’m not counting this as a post. I just thought it was funny. Funny ’cause it’s true.
well, today started off MUCH better than yesterday, when the Jehovahs Witnesses woke me up and then Sadie threw up her breakfast. Better in that no one came to my door and Sadie kept her breakfast down. I like my mornings uneventful.
As anyone who reads my sidebar posts knows, I did work [...]
10 minutes on precor, 6 machine circuit with 12 reps per, and 1.15 miles fast walk on the track. BOOYAH!
I waited to put this on here because I selfishly wanted to get my order in first. Now go buy some luscious REAL* hand made soap, people! *from SCRATCH! not that crap made with melting glycerin cubes and adding scent.
The most terrifying thing I’ve seen all day. Not counting my dog’s barf this morning.
First…stand back…
I’ve been knitting.
OH GEEZ! I know. Mostly I’ve been spending my normal knitting time over at the Completely Pointless and Arbitrary group forums over at ravelry. Really. I need to get knitting.
It’s the Drops shawl with leaf pattern using Brooks Farm Duet. It’s only [...]
eta: oop! plugin antileach? BEGONE! since installing I have had MORE splogs stealing content! then I check some potential sploggy things in your options panel, and my feed gets screwy. BEGONE! i will have to live with splogs stealing my shit until a better plugin comes along.
Yesterday Sadie and I had the same [...]
ESC’s mom: so you had a good thanksgiving dinner?
ESC: oh yeah. we bought a turducken this year.
mom: a…a what?
ESC: a turducken.
mom: I don’t know what that is.
ESC: It’s a chicken stuffed into a duck stuffed into a turkey.
mom: oh. so…they breed them like this now?
THE TURDUCKEN! [...]
on the way back from alabama, listening to a christmas radio station and an unfamiliar (to me) version of Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer came on.
All of the other reindeer
used to laugh and call him names – like pinnochio! (ESC: “wtf, shouldn’t it be ‘dumbo?’”)
they never let poor rudolph
play [...]
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