Yeah, well - I actually have work to do.
Yeah, well - I actually have work to do.
Awwww! That's awesome.
Raising Montana!
Hmmm. RT and the Daily Mail were among the first to blare this headline, followed by a whole lot of blogs.... so, yeah, fair skepticism. But it's not the first time that male passengers have whined and cried about women contaminating their flights.
Apparently, male Saudi Wahhabists and male Orthodox Jews are united - on this, at least.
A Brazilian Phineas Gage!
I want to see Jobs getting hired into Atari. Can't they add a fourth?
Child's play. Just last month, our vet removed a fat squiggly botfly maggot from a huge cyst on our dog's back. The damn thing was poking its little maggoty head out of the airhole. Totally revolting.
I had to do chemo for breast cancer a few years ago, went into temporary menopause. Weirdly, my horrific, lifelong, autumn ragweed allergies completely disappeared too. I used to be miserable in the fall, but since 2010 I've enjoyed snot-free autumn days. My periods are super-short, too. Both were an unexpected…
To emphasize your trim, aerobicized waist, obviously!
I'm old enough to remember when the VCR was a new thing and leg warmers first made their appearance. I had pink and white striped ones and yes.... I wore them to my aerobics classes.
And meanwhile, Americans are asserting their right to freedom of entertainment by singing 'America the Beautiful' at The Interview.
Which, for those of you who haven't read it, is a *great* book.
Well, yeah. She's a narcissist.
My stand mixer is indispensable for these. I think I'll make them for Christmas.
French. GOO-zher. See also: fucking delicious.
Oy, it's pretty much the same pastry you'd use for profiteroles, but you take a detour into Gruyere savory awesomeness. Look up the Joy of Cooking recipe. Holy hannah, you'll swoon!
Because no question, you needed help with those appetizers. Can I say I make a wonderful gougere? My husband is a good eater, too.
You could invite me over? Because I think I love your family.