You two are grown men. If you are irritated with each other or something the other does, then say so to each other. I don't CARE.
No more, "Will you tell this other person in the room with us to whom I am not speaking X." "Well, you tell THAT person who is in the room to whom I am not speaking, Y."
Ok, seriously? You're in your forties, both of you.
Man up. Bitch at each other. Resolve. Your. Shit. I am not a telephone, nor will I play that toddler game with you. You're not angsty teenagers.
Grow a fucking vagina already.
I just said something I had intended to throttle for a good while.
=/
"It's like sucking your thumb ... only it's not yours ... and it's a penis."
heh.
My cats are looking at me like I am a crazy person. I've been wandering around my kitchen, muttering at myself in Spanish, as to whether I have all the ingredients for arroz con pollo.
o.o
Si, tengo tamates y chiles.
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WHAT TIME IS DINNER???? I love arroz con pollo!!!
you know I luve ya Dee right? right? right?
Why did I pick Khayman for One outrageous day of flattery?
I admire the hell out of her for so many reasons. She is a single mom with two kiddos, boys. She loves those boys with every fiber of her being, and this shows. In every breath she takes, in every choice she makes, it shows. Second, she has never, not once, ever, flinched at the thoughts, ideas, concepts, train-wrecks, etc., which have sprung from my head fully formed or half, like Athena from Zeus. That is so damned rare in this world.
She has encouraged me to confront my fears, rational or irrational, with humor (sometime gentle sometimes barbed :D), compassion, wit and a boot to the ass when necessary. She's rejoiced with my successes and commiserated with my failures.
She makes fun of me when I am a jackass. ♥
I'd love to spend a day in her life, to more fully understand her joys, her hopes, her frustrations, her angers, her laughter - the whole inner workings of Khayman. She's helped me, and continues to do so, whether she realizes it or not, to come so damned far out of my shell and actually interact with people, and to enjoy the opportunities to meet new folk.
She, through her examples of opening herself to the world around her, has made it safer for me to try the same. That is such an invaluable gift.
So, for a day, yes. To be that outwardly fearless? To have those two precious little demon-angels as a huge facet? Yes. I'd love to spend a day in growing understanding. :)
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You forgot her voice, like honey and chocolate mixed, melting down your back, making you ticklish and hungry at the same time. Ahem.
Hah1 She does have a fabulous voice. And an amazing scooby giggle cum cackle.
Had you intended to spell it "cum"?
And I suddenly have the urge to run my tongue up Morri's backbone. o.O
HAHAHAHA!!! My dirty mind (thanks to Morri) pronounced it COME... not "coom."
*growls in a very Red Shoe Diary kinda way*
No laughing. My inner lecherous bastard is a demanding and controlling plick. x.O lol
There are so many annoying sounds coming from my living room.
I am going to kick someone in the nuts, and soon.
>.o
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Whew...good thing that I don't live there and have nuts to kick...
Aaaaaah yes. The nutcracker.
I love the holidays. ;)
Annoying sounds? O.o
I am digging on the challenge of drawing a floor plan for a specific set of dimensions for a home.
The challenge I am finding is making usable attractive space within these dimensions that meets needs for a dwelling, does not waste space, attempt to minimize the use of space stealing hallways (or eradicate), and still feel ample, but not "loft" like.
There is plenty of square footage to work with, but it boils down to 9' x 225', broken into three equal segments, conjoined ... This is so fun!
So. I have seriously wanted to cook A LOT yesterday and today - and I decided upon home made chicken pot pie. Not that I can EAT it - but I'll be mogadored if I'll let it stop me from MAKING it.
Here is a picture pre-oven:
And here, the finished product:
The guys? They killed that damn thing in about 20 minutes. o.O 1/4 of the pie each.
:D
GO ME!
I have found the first bacon product that kind of grosses me out.
WHY, GODS, WHY?!
I mean, why?! Fucking hilarious, yes (hah pun!), but not in the least bit appetizing.
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Bacon mayo looks worse. s:
So much for bacon and eggs today...
O.O
Yay, it's good to be Jewish!! :-p
-Snickers- Well I guess that's not kosher! ;P Haha Pun!
So... if you mix all the fruit flavoured lubes together you get... fruit salad?
Either way - ew. xD If you want bacon so much that you need your lube flavoured like it - go cook bacon. A mouth orgasm is close enough. ;P
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i had forgotten how lovely your poetry really is until i read this :)
It's not mine! It's Annie Lennox! o.o
But thank you - to be compared favorably with her makes me so glad, Em. :)
Oh, heh I went straight into reading the poetry without reading the title!
This is one of my all-time faves. But it's not hers...it was recorded back in the 50s. Not even sure who wrote it. Annie does a gorgeous version, though.
Mixed it up with another song. NM...had a brain fart.
So ... I have started playing "Words With Friends" on face book. ... Mama likey!
The only thing which could have possibly improved this gorgeous day of smiles, laughter, hugs and gracious joy, would have been having a few more of those about whom I care to spend it with. :)
Prepositional phrases can go eff. :P
It's been a lovely day.
yay! I am making apple cider cream pie, orange cream coffee cake, baby back ribs, various squash, brussell sprouts, sweet potato casserole, green beans with tomato and bacon (hah bacon had to be SOMEWHERE!) and red velvet cheesecake. :) Possibly a green salad. Possibly. Maybe more cake. :P
So far: Apple cider cream pies are cooling (I'll make the whipped cream tomorrow), orange cream coffee cakes are in the oven, the kitchen is spotless in the interim while I rest a bit before I start the cheesecake.
I'll get most other things prepped tomorrow when I throw the ribs in the oven OH MY FUCKING GOD I NEED TO MAKE THE BARBECUE SAUCE! >.o I forgot. Ok. So. Yeah. That'll be going on tomorrow, too. (How could I have forgotten something I could have done WAAAAAY ahead of time? D-: )
My brother will be here, his sister and her three kiddos are coming over (13, 15 and 18).
It should be a fabulous day! I think, though, that I am going to eat too much tomorrow. Yes. Too much of evil foods. :) Maybe. Maybe I'll be so sick of the smell of them from cooking, I'll not want to do anything but nibble? Eh, we'll see.
Hopefully, I sleep WELL tonight.
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Sounds all very yummy.
Sounds tasty.
Ahem, it all sounds delicious and enjoy it, but don't forget eating carbs is hard to kick. You gotta do it the next day! Live for the day of feast like there is no tomorrow though!
Sounds like a blast. :P Enjoy the food!
I don't know why, but my mood has taken a turn for the exceedingly self-pitying and sour. I have no reason to be self pitying! I have so many blessings and good things. Maybe I just need a rant and cry? I have no idea. I could definitely use a thorough rogering, I know that.
I need to sit and mentally count the many and myriad blessings I know I have, and tell this funky mood to be gone from me.
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Funky mood..you leave her alone!
I am SO with you on that, tonight. :-/
Does Roger know this? (He must be the one with the big grin on his face.)
I blame Sahahria. I have had the camel toe song stuck in my head since 5am.
...
Bitch.
:P
Just as a note ... If I can get trim enough, I'd like to try and be 7 of 9 for Halloween this coming year. I know there's no way in hell I can reach her gorgeous Amazonian height, but still. :)
7 of 9:
Me whining about cookies:
I think I might be able to pull it off. o.o
... Thoughts? (And if you really think, "Oh, honey, don't go there ..." say so. Heh. SOMEONE needs to show someone restraint about a full on lycra body suit in public.
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You can pull it off as resistance is futile telling you different!!
Hell yea.. You can DO it! Beam the cookies to the moon woman.
Ha! I was also thinking of becoming a Borg babe for next year...
But - you can do it!
(And I'm more partial to the wine behind you)...
I think you can pull it off.
If you don't feel comfortable yet wearing the suit, well... Put a tutu on and tell people that's what happened behind scenes. She went nuts, or something.
;)
But, I truly believe you can pull it off. :)
So, I decided to go grocery shopping at 10:45 and do my menu planning for the week, including turkey day, thinking, "Eh, folk will just be getting out of church, so no worries."
NOT thinking, "Every psycho and their 47 screaming, running, chaotic children will be thinking the same fucking thing I am, and getting ready for Thanksgiving while the clerks are stocking the quickly emptying shelves as well."
o.o
Two panic attacks later, I took my 23 items, self checked out, and came home.
Fuck that. If it ends up being PBJ on rice cakes, so be it.
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That is why I wait until between 1 and 3pm and go Monday-Friday...
No one is out of work or school yet, lunch breaks are over so no quick last minute shopping, and all the shelves have already been restocked for the afternoon shoppers.
There IS a method to my madness.
:)
I should have gone at 6am when they opened. I wasn't thinking clearly.
I know- I wen Wen and it was still hell getting it done.
So. I had NO idea the red shop towels I purchased would bleed anywhere near as badly as they did. I washed them with my (formerly) white cleaning towels.
I now have electric pink towels.
I wonder, if I washed them with my neon yellow tights, would the tights turn halloween orange?
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I want electric pink towels!!!!!!!
No.. really.. I do!
Ooops!
I've learned the hard way thaT I have to wash red stuff without any other colors or white - period.
Just call them 'guest towels' and put them back in the closet!
Lol...
Always wash new things twice before mixing them with other things!
:)
Can i buy them from you?
It's rather daunting when you realize you can tell someone - legitimately - that you have towels older than he or she is. o.o
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LOL! I hear that....
It would just make me feel old. I still pause when I hear myself saying 20 years ago and I am talking about being 16.
ROTFLMAO.I never thought about that..
Thats funny as hell.
And you're right,daunting as hell too.
...or a jacket...a pair of shoes...books...a cat...
I had to steal this quote from Khayman ...
"Oh, my dear sweet baby Jesus in a crock pot. >.o"
SO. Doc Hadnott says:
Confirmation of arthritis (again), and rotator cuff tendinitis and bursitis, complicated with an old poorly healed torn tendon.
Physical therapy loometh. OH. No running for the time being. Walking, yes, but not running. It jars the shoulder?
(Thank you, CGH, Yes, Loomis, the physical therapist, has a lisp. Booger. :P)
1 1/2 c. sugar
4 1/2 tbsp. cornstarch
1 tsp salt
3/4 c. water
2 tbsp. red wine vinegar
1/2 c. white vinegar
2 tbsp. butter
1 tsp orange extract
Mix sugar, cornstarch and salt; then add water and orange extract and cook until the mixture thickens. Remove the pan from heat, stir in the butter (it will melt). Finally, add the vinegars and stir until mixed.
Isaac Asimov - "How It Happened."
Click me to read it.
Fun little short story about "Creation."
Lisa: "You want to hear what my daughter Lauren did today?"
Me: "Ok ..." (Lauren .. Lauren is a blonde. I should NOT stereotype, this - this is only background. yeah. background.)
Lisa: "Lauren told me she was going to do a veggie and rice dish, and I reminded her to cook the chicken first, as the vegetables will cook faster. SO. She had the oil heating in the pan, and she said she couldn't see it doing anything, and didn't know if it was hot. I asked her what she did."
Me: "Oh, gods ..."
Lisa: "She said, 'I dragged my finger through it.' ..."
Me: "... I shouldn't be laughing."
Lisa: "It's ok, just a first degree burn on her fingertip."
Me: "Ok, so the oil wasn't hot enough for the chicken yet."
Lisa: "No, not hot enough."
Yes, we both giggled.
If Lauren had REALLY HURT HERSELF and not merely taught herself a valuable lesson, (and then learned the PROPER WAY TO CHECK COOKING OIL TEMPERATURE), I would feel guilty.
Lauren, by the way, is 25.
yeah, I know, I am going to hell.
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Make sure you get me a seat in the VIP section.
I'll be seated right next to you, Req.
(And wouldn't the veggie rice dish really be called a chicken dish, as that would be the main ingredient)?
I think god would laugh too.
*facepalm*
Wow.
lol, we all have friends like that!
I totally didn't catch the absence of chicken in ht e "Lauren told me she was going to to do a veggie and rice dish." Hah!
Oh dear Req, we all already knew you were hell bound.
And I'm driving the bus.
Today - Went to the doctor finally about my shoulder. He confirmed that, yes, I do have arthritis in it, and yes, I have damaged the damn thing. A lot.
He gave me a steroid shot in my shoulder, gave me an MRI (I cried in the machine =/ I was scared!), and a look of amazement that I did not take a swing at anyone.
I am going back to review said MRI Friday.
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Wishing you the best. :)
THanks!
I know what being scared is like in thoses machines. I hope you hear all good things on Friday.
It's like a mini roller coaster with your butt hanging out.
I have come to the conclusion that ... Oh hell. I forgot my conclusion. I have come to the conclusion I am frickin' blonde. ::walks away muttering about sharks with frickin' laser beams::
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heh, the blonde thing works all the time!
O.o
I have met the Boggled. And I have been mightily humbled.
I REMEMBER THE GAME now!
And I like it. :)
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Yay for boggle!!
Message me when you're ready ;-)
I only play it when I get bored on VR.. don't spend that much time here anymore to be able to get bored with being here!
SO. I went to try out Boggled - and - I got thrown into a room with Bones and Faeriemoon!
I want to figure the game out again before I have to play against folks whose intellect I respect! I need some solo time. No Ducky, no Myst, no BLOODLIFE, no LadyK ... NO!
o.o
I need to wait - until the Rave is deserted - and ... then ... reacquaint myself with the game.
I know. I am a complete chickenshit.
Let me see if I can lose my feathers ...
I want to play boggled. :(
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Any time you want to play just let me know!
I'm in .. I also wish FB scrabble allowed you guys to join us !!
When I am online, shoot me a message and we can play.
Also, when I am able to get YIM back up, Iliterati is the game we must play! I ♥ that freakin' game!
:D
In a little under two hours and 8 minutes, THIS - is going to be so damned cool!
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OOOOHHH Thank you for the linky link!!
We may not see the comet because of the density of the fog they are forecasting towards the end of the month.
So glad for sites like that and more to do the reporting.
I got the most amazing phone call from the handsomest short-pants man in the world this morning. It was fabulous! ♥
::ring ring::
Me: "Ooo It's Ducky! Hello?"
Em: "... ::baby giggles::"
Me: "Is this Emerson? ooozywoozywhatsis!"
Em: ::MORE baby giggles, quickly receding as :thunk: the phone he is holding gets tossed::
::hang up and dial Ducky:: "Good morning, sugar!" ♥
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♥ indeed. Goshdarn my being in foreign country where it would be costly for one of those calls!
Awww so cute! :D
*hearts;
He had a very good morning after talking to you.
♥
See, I got excited! LOL
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I don't know what this stems from, but you matter to me and to a lot of people!
My house is absolutely spotless. Walls washed ,even, kind of spotless. Filters for the air system changed out. Pillows from ALL over the house washed. New curtains made for the kitchen and dining room, and all the other curtains in the house washed. Rugs, wall hanging washed, and carpeting shampooed.. I may go ahead and wash all my laundry and bedding tonight, too.
I am flipping exhausted, yet extremely satisfied.
:)
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Wow, a girl that's satisfied!
I wonder how your entry would go down on a C.V?!!
Dad vacuums the ceiling lol.
The feeling on an impeccably clean room... I yearn for it. There really is no other feeling like it. The absolute... mhmmm. ♥
Req, you've motivated me. xD My mother will love you. Heh.
Can i come over? :)
It's cold! Brr!
And I hate razor bumps on my lady bits! Boo!
And I seem to have a ploethora ... Plethora ... yes plethora (sorry, existential spelling moment) of exclamation points this morning!
Have some!!!!
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I'm with you, there. I'm deciding to bite the bullet and get a wax, ooo!!
My issue is, erm, saving up, the quarter-inch beforehand. Bahaha.
I got waxed one time. ONE. TIME.
Never again!
SKIN came off! (I have fragile skin.)
Oh, and as a side note?
A few huge black bruises blooming on my skin (wtf?) for no reason and extreme nausea = very weird.
The bruises don't hurt - they just look like I've been donkey kicked in a few spots.
Plus I've been having hot flashes like fucking clockwork. You could cook an egg on my tummy right now.
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I can relate to the hot flashes :(
Get to the doc's hun.
Nah. Hot flashes are a normal part of menopause, and the bruises - I probably whacked myself on something and did not realize. Nausea, well. If it sticks around, I may have to do something about it. But .. no docs. No docs.
I take mine fried...and don't break the yolk!
I know nothing of menopause. MOM, on the other hand...
You're still allowed to borrow her, you know. ;-)
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moonkissed
13:41 Nov 30 2011
Are they lovers having a quarrel?
xxEmaeraldxx
16:17 Nov 30 2011
giggles, yea.. you tell them girl!