Sneaking this in on my date. I’m grateful for a Husband who takes time to keep up the romance. Even (especially?) when dating includes My Fair Lady. Yes, dear. It might actually last three hours. Yes, dear. Those men are prancing about in jockey costumes. Yes, dear. Professor Higgins is indeed a first class jerk....
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Category Archives: UncategorizedToday is the day to celebrate the gum. People, I love gum. Here are five reasons why: * it tastes (mmm-mmm) so good. * it helps me not be snacky when I so want to be snacky. * it makes me minty fresh and far less offensive to the neighbors. * bubbles! Bubbles! Bubbles! *... If you are a non-initiate, let me tell you that the Primary Program is the LDS church’s idea of ”taking a break” or something. Okay, that’s not true at all. It’s a chance. An opportunity. A pleasure (after it’s over). One Sunday a year, the kids’ organization takes over the whole worship service. I happen... Remember how I started doing some private writing lessons? Well. I did. And it is SO MUCH FUN. My Toodles (that’s what I’m going to call them, but they don’t know that yet) are so excellent. Our first session, we talked about details and how they tell us so much about a character. So I... in my deep sleep through closed eyelids the lightning exploded the room wallshaking thunder boomed cracked pounded rain like the sound of thousands of busy typewriters telling the most important stories i call it a good omen i call it a great excuse to wake in the night i call it the best start to...  Emeril Lagasse. In general. I love a guy for whom cooking is such a violent passion. But it has been many, many years since I had daily access to a cooking network. So I buy cookbooks. Especially ones that have pretty pictures inside. And I have 2 such things by Mr. Lagasse: “There’s a Chef... Oh, yes. Let’s. It was Father’s Day this weekend, remember? Mmmm. I remember. We ate. Lots. We had Caramel Apple French Toast for breakfast, which is every bit as sinful as it sounds. If you threw on a scoop of ice cream, it would be dessert. Then, after church, we hurried right up and had... Remember when “rebates” used to come in the form of a check, that you could deposit or (better in every way) cash, and use just like… money? And that they’d come addressed to you, so you could be the one to use the… money? I miss those days. Fie, debit/credit cards in the name of... |