Fair Warning: Today I Sneezed
I didn't buy a kicky skirt yesterday. The Gap was closed for remodeling.
I did buy 2 new books: A Cook's Tour by Anthony Bourdain and How to Cook a Wolf by MFK Fisher. They seemed like good travel/summertime reads.
The Child has some Mother's Helper gigs lined up for next week. She's all googly eyed at the prospect of earning the superfantastic sum of $5/hour. She believes herself to be rich. Just wait until we start making her pay rent.
The dinner last night was perfectly lovely. It's our church's centenniel this year so everyone got a little (plastic) boater to wear. The Spouse kept singing "Lida Rose".
The Child, being way too cool with The Prince and Seattle Coffee Girl. Look at SCG...doesn't being preggers suit her?
I hate super long tables. Very not conducive to conversation, even if you are sitting with people you really, really love. But it's probably ok. We were otherwise engaged. A little penne and meatballs, anyone?
Right. I've wasted enough of your time with this dither. A day of grocery shopping and cooking awaits, with, I expect, a counterpoint of "Get in there and clean your room; you're not going anywhere until you do"...."But Muh-ommmmm"..."Don't you 'Muh-ommmmm' me, young lady". That'll be fun.
I did buy 2 new books: A Cook's Tour by Anthony Bourdain and How to Cook a Wolf by MFK Fisher. They seemed like good travel/summertime reads.
The Child has some Mother's Helper gigs lined up for next week. She's all googly eyed at the prospect of earning the superfantastic sum of $5/hour. She believes herself to be rich. Just wait until we start making her pay rent.
The dinner last night was perfectly lovely. It's our church's centenniel this year so everyone got a little (plastic) boater to wear. The Spouse kept singing "Lida Rose".
The Child, being way too cool with The Prince and Seattle Coffee Girl. Look at SCG...doesn't being preggers suit her?
I hate super long tables. Very not conducive to conversation, even if you are sitting with people you really, really love. But it's probably ok. We were otherwise engaged. A little penne and meatballs, anyone?
As good as the pasta was, the real hit for me were the antipasto plates with delicious cured meats from Mr. Batali's deli, Salumi. Thinly sliced morsels of moist, spicy yumminess, set off by very ripe and juicy cherries. That and some wine was pretty much all I needed. Although I did, of course, have some pasta. To be polite, you know.
This is what The Child considers a salad plate:
I don't even know what that greeny-white stuff was supposed to be.
Right. I've wasted enough of your time with this dither. A day of grocery shopping and cooking awaits, with, I expect, a counterpoint of "Get in there and clean your room; you're not going anywhere until you do"...."But Muh-ommmmm"..."Don't you 'Muh-ommmmm' me, young lady". That'll be fun.
cobbled together by Moi at 9:46 AM
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My mom used to say, "No if's, and's or your butt!"
I like that one!
you can charge them rent? i might've really missed the boat on this one...
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Is the greeny-white stuff that awful substance that is created when one pours a box of lime flavored Jell-O mix into a vat of Cool Whip and stirs?
Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's it. Boo on no-kicky-skirt, by the way.
You can try, JP. You can try.
Red, Lime Jell-o and Cool Whip...could be...I didn't dare to taste it to determine. Because, eeewww. And hopefully I'll have time to find the kicky skirt before we leave.
You can't just gloss over "How to cook a Wolf",and expect to get away with it...I'm guessin' rubbing it with Rosemary,(Oh,stop!).. :P
Oh, that Rosemary, huh? Actually, Sling, it's a book about how to cook good food with the crap rations people had during The War. Should be interesting.
Lorraine, you can go ahead and bring your kicky skirt if you get one--I'll be the one in jean shorts and a t-shirt! *grin*
MHP (Miss Healthy-casual pants) :)
That's a good plan, MHP. That way people can tell us apart.
(Btw, did you know that The Child calls you "Aunt Healthypants"? It's hysterically cute).
That meal at the church looked great- much better than the typical quiche lorraine and watered down diluting orange- lol.
Your lass is growing up fast- lol at hubby's singing and hats.
Lots going on this next week at Sam's nursery- they are putting on a special performance before they leave- the school holidays come around all too fast :O
Keep well friend xx
Horizon...you should have seen the salad buffet!
These are crazy days...looking forward to a little summerly leisure.
Take care.
I love Anthony Bourdain, who has probably eaten a wolf somewhere along the way. I watched a show in which he ate some sort of enormous caterpillar in the Philippines. I think he said his favorite food was sea urchin, which just goes to show that he is not of this world.
Actually, Dear Husband likes sea urchin, too. Maybe he's been replaced with an exact replica while I was sleeping.
I might be able to cook a coyote...but a wolf would be protected in Idaho...sorry...but coyote might just be OK...a little tough maybe. The green stuff I made at some time in the way distant past was lime jello and cottage cheese with cool whip...tastes nasty. If Sling has a trap we could try the coyote. Gina would help.
BA-I've got a little bit of a thing for Tony. He's hot. I've eaten sea urchin roe and it was A.Maz.Ing.
Rosie: 'K, coyote it is. Sling, get on the trap, wouldja?
Aunt Healthypants! I love it!! *smiles*
-MHP :)
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