Someone needs to teach these people about marketing. Sheesh.

True, though if his wife's native language is Russian, why learn Ukrainian?

True, but Russian is more commonly taught than Ukrainian, and it's easier to find more learning materials (books, tapes, etc). And, if you learn one, the other one is easier to learn as they're quite similar in many ways— I speak Russian but can usually get the gist of Ukrainian.

The last thing I baked was a pie for Christmas lunch, with prepackaged pie crust because I don't do pie crust. I have mixer I haven't used in 2+ years. I don't bake. (I did roll out the hamantaschen dough, though...)
That's awsome about the kids and thier taste buds. Do they snack on dried chilis? lol I developed a bit…

OMG. Lecso is the easiest thing to make, and I love that it's something of a way to cook up the end of garden harvest items (in Hungary people can it for the winter). The one most critical element is not to let the paprika burn when you start, otherwise everything will taste off. (My friend's Hungarian grandmother…

He does like the Polish-style vinegary coleslaw, which is my favorite. And while he whined and moaned when I made refrigerator pickles this summer, he kept eating them... But when I made Hungarian lecso (tomatoes, bell peppers and onions cooked down- yum!), he wasn't interested (it was "too wet").. More for me.

Agreed! But he doesn't like sauerkraut (my fave), and can't do a pasta/potato combination (actual health thing). He whines when I bring him hamentaschen (jam-filled cookies) from the Jewish deli in my home town, or poppyseed cake (mohntorte). I'm like, too bad! More for me! lol

Mr Runnerguy is a picky pain in my ass when it comes to eating. But he has some legit allergies and some health issues, so I give him a break on those. But the gagging and carrying on when I make things for me ("weird" Eastern European food) makes me want to smack him....

I babysit my best friend's black cat sometimes, and while he was SO SWEET to me when he was a kitten, he's kind of a jerk to me now, hissing and scratching and all. However, that's because I don't think he travels well and gets all salty about coming to my house where my cat just wants to play all the time and he…

Yikes. I've been whacked in the nuts a few times in my day and SERIOUSLY NOT PLEASANT. You have my sympathies. The infection feels like someone is squeezing them constantly, it's that same dull ache. And the antibiotics made me nauseous most of time. (We won't discuss the initial giant shot of penicillin in the butt.)

So this. I've never had such agony as when I've had epididymitis. (twice! and maybe a 3rd time but that might have just been my varicocele appearing for the first time). Weeks of antibiotics and hot water bottles. And throbbing agony. (On the up side, my doctor encouraged "alone time" to "clean things out," and I…

Word. A box of pasta and a bottle of Barilla at home are much better...

Don't forget a woman who bares her luscious, tempting ankles!! *faint*

There are a lot of them?

I still want to lick him from head to toe.

You forget that there aren't reasons to oppose the ACA, other than Republicans not wanting poors and darks to have health care. Duhr.

I LOVE Neutrogena's shaving lotion. It doesn't dry my shin out like the foams/gels that I used forever. The after-shave balm is pretty awesome too— nice and light, and with sunscreen.

Me tooo!!!! You get Tuesdays and I'll get Wednesdays??

Guuuuuuuuurl. I would be sure to take the utmost care with his massive, free-swinging schlong, primping it *just so*....