mirabilelectu
Mirabile Lectu
mirabilelectu

You guys, I need help. I’m getting married on Saturday (and trying not to freak out over everything I still have to do), and to make matters worse after months of clear skin my face is FREAKING OUT. I have a zit on my cheek that is finally going down but omg, there’s a life form on my forehead that just won’t go away.

There are many, many things I’ve found completely baffling about the wedding planning process, but I s2g the looks I get when people realize that my fiance (ugh I cannot wait to leave that stupid word behind) is a central part of putting this all together is probably the worst. Honestly, I might as well have told them

My heart goes out to this woman, but major kudos for the best possible response to such a shitty situation. And thank goodness the Citizen accommodated their change of plans, because let me tell you that I’m less than two weeks out from using that hotel for our room block and the entire process has been a goddamn

Northern California, but close enough, man. It was what...92 in Sacramento the other day? I don’t even know but I wanted to dieeeee

Ooooh, that sounds FABULOUS. I don’t know why I didn’t think about putting it all over noodles, but that would be excellent. That may well find its way onto next week’s dinner menu, thanks! :D

They don’t need to be wrapped too tightly - what I usually do is put the salmon in the middle of the sheet horizontally for putting whatever sauce or toppings on it that I’m using, pull the long ends of the foil up and roll them down tightly enough that it all stays together, and then roll up the short ends about the

Aw man, if only my toaster oven wasn’t hopelessly broken! This would be great on days when I don’t want to heat up the whole house with the oven (like, oh, now because god is cruel and it’s 90 degrees in October)

Just be like me and make HIM do all the dishes, because if I have to cook the foot I sure as shit won’t be cleaning it up. He’ll be singing the hobo oven’s praises in no time.

I can’t believe I forgot to mention the no dishes part! Because yeah seriously, anything with fewer dishes is the way to go in my book.

Pan cooking salmon seems like the easiest way to go, but I’ve found that the results can be really iffy, even if you don’t mind cooking fish to begin with. Since salmon fillets have such weird shapes I always end up a burnt thin end and a raw middle, which is just like, the worst.

It doesn’t look like much of anything here, but in my defense A) these are the leftovers from last night and B) it’s delicious. It’s “Wicked Thai Chicken Soup” made almost exactly to recipe (because the first time I made this I fucked the hell up by forgetting that no, you can’t add cold cream to hot soup, dummy)

Good guess! I actually worked for a competitor (Naked Coffee), but if that OP is from Sac it’s way more likely they work for Temple. Some of our customers were pretentious as hell, but that behavior screams Temple (or Insight) to me.

Carly I HAVE TO KNOW if you are from Sacramento because you just picture-perfect described where I used to work, down to the roasting plant a few blocks away

It’s a really

While I agree with almost the entirety of what you wrote here, I must point out that

I’m currently in the process of addressing invitations and it’s stressing me out, so could I possibly get some reassurance that I’m not a selfish asshole?

Fear not! It took some looking and a recommendation from my photographer cousin, but I found a super talented very nice professional photographer whose basic package is $2,800. That still feels like an insane amount of money to me, but considering I’m in California I just keep telling myself it’s a fair price and

Oh I feel you SO HARD on the people questioning why you’re not going to have X Y and Z things that they think are absolutely essential. Here’s a clue - they’re not. No matter what it is, from random old fashioned tradition to weird party game, when the wedding is happening people will not care one bit. As long as

I’m absolutely going to pretend that your sweet grandmother Doris was my customer. It makes the world feel small and adorable.

I want to believe it too! She doesn’t happen to live in or around Sacramento, does she?