They’re actually delicious, like a limey, not-sweet, margarita. Yumyumyum.
They’re actually delicious, like a limey, not-sweet, margarita. Yumyumyum.
The Germans do that with tequila as well and then put a jaunty red sombrero on the bottle, like THAT makes it better.
Also when I cook alone I use time while the water boils, or the chicken cooks, or something to wash the other dishes I’ve used. It keeps me moving and keeps me from poking at the chicken.
I hate putting away laundry, so a washer and dryer is absolutely necessary for me, so I can just leave my clothes in the dryer until I’ve worn them all.
No, I wasn’t super mad or anything. A little hurt, but I got over it, her day, she can do what she wants, etc. I’m happy I was able to buy the dress I wanted and she apology-cried to me at her wedding as I was helping her with the stuff her actual bridesmaids were too drunk to help with. All in all I had a blast at…
I got cut as a bridesmaid because one of the groom’s attendants flaked out and they couldn’t find anyone who would even it out.
I’m in a relationship, nowhere close to marriage, but love reading stories about people being happy at their weddings, or else terrible things happening but being perfectly ok with it now.
And I love it.
To be fair, she does mention it’s the Cheesecake Factory later on and not something like: Dairy Pie production Line.
I’m not allergic to pork, but because I’m not used to eating it since I don’t generally like the taste, I have severe gastric pain from it. It’s relatively common that despite me asking multiple times if something has pork in it, they’ll say no and then bring me something that’s a 50%-50% ground beef/pork. I CAN TASTE…
I would love it if it were more like, what lady things are you terrible at and which are you a complete boss at?
I have the same problem for the other side of the hair spectrum. I have super thick hair, like, the strands are thick and I also have so much hair I can’t hold it in one arm. Leaving it down means I’ll get horrible back sweat, cutting it short makes it stick out in a scarecrow like triangle, it breaks ponytail holders…
The mud at ACL claimed many, including my friend's, rubber boots. The mud claims all. The mud cannot be stopped.
Also I wash my hair every day so it's clean!!!
I do that too. Or calmly explain that I'm making a wig for him and delicately place it on his head.
Was this in a Texas beach? My cousin and I were rescued by a life guard in SPI who told me basically the same thing.
I love AUS airport. Lived there for such a long time and flew in and out at least once every two months. Everyone is friendly, there’s a good selection of food, and you don’t have to walk too much. When there’s live music on the stage, it’s even better. My only complaint is the lack of an international terminal but…
Shakira said it best. Something about strong legs to run from trouble. Also, I think, to kick trouble.
Yeah let's save the snark for things that we should snark on.
I was thrown up on once while flying. I tried to be sympathetic, but turns out, too sympathetic as I also threw up due to being covered in throw up. It was a miserable, 3 hour affair. I felt terrible for the third person in the row.