blueberrypies
Blueberrypies
blueberrypies

Where did you have them?

Re: misogyny in young children: I’m sitting at a cafe in Crete. A boy of no more than 10 just tried to sell me some kind of small potted plant, and in between Greek words he said “baby” about fifty times. Not the first time this’ happened internationally.

Did the same thing four years ago. The depressing part was that after skiing for 27 years all over North America and the Alps, I tore my ACL at a relatively small, local-type hill. I was skiing Lake Louise the week prior. Ugh.

My apartment is directly over a pokestop.

...what...? Even Canadians know about Tesla. There are several in Victoria, BC and that city is well under 1 million people.

“Schneider, who died from cancer in 2011, held a lifelong resentment for Bertolucci and Brando because of the rape scene.”

I was going to go with Happy Feet 3: There Will Be Blood

But if it was a Trump branded steak, I can see where the complaint stems from.

Vancouver Island is my happy place (yea, it’s expensive to get off the island, but generally you don’t feel like you need to). We’re planning on retiring there.

To commiserate, Mr Pies got posted from the liberal-hippy Canadian West coast to the Relatively-religious, much less inspiring East a little over a year ago, so I asked to be posted as well (it was all FUBAR, TBH) knowing full well that it wouldn’t be the greatest change. I miss the mountains! But Nova Scotia has its

Gawker refugees? I always found that site attracted a lot of outspoken snarky assholes, so I read the articles and generally avoided leaving comments.

Billet as in military posting? You’re bound to find WAGs and HABs in similar displaced-liberal circumstances. Even if I misunderstood and it’s not military, hopefully your SO will keep an eye out for likeminded people at work and you can make some couple-y friends.

I took Kaplan, which was good at the time and really helped crank up my score.

It gets easier. My first test I barely finished; second test I got 160. As with most things, good practice makes perfect #cliche

We have two cats and two labradoodles (therefore “nonshedding” so long as they get clipped a few times a year) who live with my husband all week; I’m around most weekends and holidays. The dogs get bathed every few weeks or whenever they’re smelly; the cats get brushed at least once a week.

the weather gods have graced Nova Scotia with the most ridiculously amazing weather this week. Even if it all goes to rain tomorrow, I can’t complain after getting 25 and sun on Tgiving weekend.

Evidently she needed to kill him when he was conscious, so that

The 2.0L does have some sneaky issues. If my buddy hadn’t talked to me about the cam follower two weeks ago, I’d probably be spending $1000+ for the cam/fuel pump/who knows what else instead of the $150 it cost for installation of a new follower. But it’s also a 2007, so maybe a decent year/model, or I’ve just lucked

Nah, when I think of a bowl of buttered noodles I think limp, boring, and useless. A ballroom dancer’s body may be many things, but limp, boring and useless are not how I would describe it. Their personality, on the other hand...

As a white, non-curvy (aka slim), white (I guess it needs to be said twice?), blonde, blue eyed, woman, I took “bowl of buttered noodles” to mean “incredibly boring”. Was it supposed to be body shaming? How does Hough’s body resemble a bowl of buttered noodles?