change the cool whip to real whipped cream, and depending on the flavor of jello with the strawberries [and providing they are not the presweetened or in syrup strawberries] and I would give it a try. [allergic to coconut/palm/tropical based crap. Cool whip is not food, it is white garbage that people pass off as…

grossgrain ribbons, and folded around a piece of woven cotton cording [like drapery pull cording] and then glued down to the cardstock. I just checked wedding gawker and a couple other craft sites and didn't find anything like this particular invite, but looking at what was there, that is more or less my…

It almost looks like the ribbons have a cord that is supposed to be tied in a knot ....

I have the first pair of speakers I bought, back in 1997. I use the same model of trackball I have been using since 2002 and the same g11 keyboard since 2005. If it ain't broke, it doesn't need replacing.

Scuse me? I am 53. I frequently discover guys I am gaming with are anywhere from 12 to 18 ... I tend to joke with them that I have unopened mail marked urgent on my desk older than they are ... and I do honestly have clothing older than they are. If the first pregnancy I had lived, she would have been 30 this past…

Simplistic response [not that I recommend this, mind you]

I have good cholesterol numbers, amazingly malignant hypertension [unmedicated I hit 210/190. I don't skip my meds, *ever*] and another noncholesterol related heart condition and about 5 years back my cardiologist recommended I do a glass of wine with dinner [he specified red]. Don't know if it is any help, but it…

That pulled pork looks fantastic. There was a little hole in the wall diner that had its own bbq pit out back on Little Creek in Norfolk, but it was gone when we were back 3 years ago. Progress isn't always an improvement.

Sounds interesting, next time I am headed down to Fayettnam I will try and stop for lunch. [grats on the sprog, and I would have sent Rob down to get me something real to eat!]

I remember reading my parents stockpile of old copies [they started getting it in 1949, the original subscription was a wedding present!] and the ones from my grandparents, it *used* to be a scholarly journal of what a bunch of traveling scientists were studying ... archeology, anthropology, geology ... not just naked…

I think it has a definite place - I adore useful tech. If I were interested in blog-teaching something it would be nice to be able to focus on my hands instead of worrying that the camera is focused in the right place with no camera-human helping me. I do the occasional lost art as part of my historical re-enactment…

Classically the difference between baking and broiling was in whether or not the dish in question was enclosed in an oven or in front of heat.

Knife, and my Larousse Gastro, thanks. Look, I spent 3 years learning classic French cuisine, and I don't feel the need to do the 'Cooking Show' in my own damned kitchen. I can cook, I know I can cook, my husband knows I can cook. I don't feel the need to post every single morsel that passes my lips in either…

When I was 4, my brother 6 and my sister 8 we all had whooping cough. I visit my sisters grave once or twice a year with flowers. I would like to say that I was too young to remember her, but I would be lying.

PCOS bitches ... ain't *no* dependable charting of that cycle! I had PCOS my entire adult life, and ranged from skipping for month after month for almost a year to not skipping any minutes for almost a year and having anemia despite all the meds my doc could pour down my throat. Bleeding ranging from barely there…

Boil them until they are almost soft, then slice thinly and layer in a baking dish with shredded cheese, some ground pepper and chopped parsley. Bake in a medium oven until the slices are soft and the cheese is bubbly and starting to go golden brown on top. You can do the same with potatoes or turnips, or even sweet…

Can I say that I have been hearing Brangelina brad and angelina crap for so damned long I thought they were married.

Fuck that shit, I am going to see if I can get a pre 1974 IH Scout. Electrical systems based on computers are evil, plain and simple. [and only semi-joking unfortunately.]

If you don't like burnt coffee, it is worlds better.

Timmy's coffee is better than the burnt nasty crap that the Starbucks idiots seem to adore. If I want burnt coffee, instead of paying $5 for a cup, I can toss some coffee beans on a fire before grinding them and make my own overly sugared coffee milkshakes.