I might try that spice; I have tried and tried to like turkey burgers but I absolutely despise their texture; they’re like soggy paper towels!
I might try that spice; I have tried and tried to like turkey burgers but I absolutely despise their texture; they’re like soggy paper towels!
What a great trip! I’m sorry your mom’s arthritis acted up, though.
Oh, God, yes. That nagging “but they want to hire me so do I deserve to question whether or not I want the job at all?” guilt.
I am filled with admiration yet can feel my stomach clench with anxiety at the thought of doing this. Some part of me still believes there’s some Permanent Record out there that any and all authority figures can access at any time and see how I defied them.
Congratulations on your escape!
So pretty! Love the matching mat.
GOD, yes. The fucking zippers on our current couch mean that all the cushions are at a 45 degree angle now--I flip them religiously but it does limited good.
Oh, that looks SO COMFORTABLE.
SOMEBODY springing for cinder blocks like they ain’t no thing.
I’m guessing--supply lines for just about everything are fucked up now.
Those things are SOLID. They’re a bitch to move, but so fucking comfortable and sturdy.
Especially since this was being televised worldwide, but we had nowhere near the TV/technology broadcasting we have now. It had to be gigantic to stand out on all those screens.
That looks like a Marie Antoinette milkmaid dress that she forced her least favorite lady in waiting to wear.
It’s so enormous—it looks like it was designed literally to engulf Diana so she couldn’t get away.
It’s so enormous—like it was designed specifically to smother and entrap Diana so she couldn’t get away.
Sorry, yeah. We BEGGED to keep it around.