I’m saving that recipe, it looks good!

Have you ever read Captain Awkward? She has a lot of good recommendations for getting your needs met in relationships, there might be similar situations to yours in the archives, which are extensive, and fascinating.

“They’re not for me, they’re for my dog” (8 bottles of douche)

Aah! That explains it.

It’s called Spring Cardigan by Anne-Lise Maigaard, I found it on Ravelry. I am really impressed by the complexity of this pattern; most patterns have a part A and B, this one goes up to part I!

After another three tries, I finally finished that yolk I was stuck on, and moved on to the easier body section. Here it is all stretched out so I can divide it for sleeves.

35 is the best age. Old enough to know better, still young enough to do something about it.

I’m totally addicted to Escape to the Country! I love those big dining kitchens, especially the ones with a sofa and a fireplace. I fantasize I have a budget of 600K pounds sterling, ‘cause I’d like some acreage- and maybe a couple alpacas?

I’m not sure he grasps the concept of “crass”.

That’s my cat! How did she get there? I always knew she was magic, but I didn’t realize she could be in two places at once.

2016:”I am the shittiest year!” 2020: “Hold my beer...”

And that fancy pattern on his sides and shoulders!

The world would be a different place if every parent had that attitude.

Normally I prefer a good German compound word but “Fledermausmensch” is just not as sexy and cool as “Batman”. I guess it’s the assonance that makes it pop.

I used to spoon Eagle Brand sweetened condensed milk straight from the can. 

In fact, please post MORE if zombies take over or the apocalypse strikes! I need some Krispy therapy.

Heh, I just have to bogart your fireworks/cops/Seattle experience. My Ex, the archetypal crazy sexy bad boy, had bought some fireworks in unincorporated King county on the way home from work and some acid from a friend to go with them. We rounded up a few friends and headed on foot over to Volunteer Park. By the time…

Don’t worry, they don’t teach it much in the north either, if you go to public school.

I planted two blueberry bushes this spring and I have maybe six blueberries just staring to ripen on one of them. They were in bloom when I planted them but either there were no pollinators at the right time because it was a cold and rainy spring, or the deer ate the flowering tips off. I hope I get more berries next…

Depeche Mode is my fave, too. One of my favorite memories is driving my father’s massive, powerful old Cadillac through the rolling hills of Virginia horse country during a raging thunderstorm while “Pimpf” was playing -church bells... lightning strikes...HOLD. ME. (aaahhh)!