whimsey
Whimsey
whimsey

Yep, grate it yourself and keep it in the freezer. With cheddar, mozzarella, or monterey jack, they will clump up. If you shake a little bit of cornstarch or flour into it and toss around, they won’t stick together so much. Otherwise you’ll find yourself with a screwdriver and a hammer trying to calve off an iceberg

I am an old, so my first perfumes were during the 60’s and 70’s. I loved Heaven Scent! It was really baby-sweet. There was also one called Wicked Wahini, which wasn’t around for very long. For men there was Jovan Musk for Men. My husband has Grey Flannel and still wears it when the occasion calls for it. Nowadays I

Glad to be of service! I have also ordered what they said was the original scent of Clairol Herbal Essence Shampoo. When it came, I unscrewed the cap to smell it, ready to be taken back to my hippie days of the early 70’s. But, it wasn’t quite the same. Close, though, really close. I’m not sure where they get this

My mother, too. A couple of years ago I was thinking about her and being melancoly, so I ordered some Emeraude from the Land of Forgotten Perfumes, aka Vermont Country Store. It smells almost the same as I remember it. Scent is a big bringer-backer!

Put it in a pot of boiling potatoes and serve to her mashed.

This story only starts out like a horror story. It was horrible for me at the time. My boyfriend and I were celebrating our first Thanksgiving together. It was also just a couple years since my Mom died, a loss which had blasted a huge hole in our family. We scattered after that and had Thanksgivings either alone or

“My almost best friend”? I wonder what the ABF has to do to be promoted to BFF.

I can see that, too. When you’ve got a child who doesn’t fit into society very well, who doesn’t have any hobbies or interests - when they find something they’re interested in, you encourage it. It matters little what it is, it’s Something. It’s not the best thing, it’s not what you’d have suggested, it may not even

Actually I’m liking this. Lately when I see beds that are all made up all perfy, standing tall in the middle of the room, I say No. No, there should be Wall all around, preferably pillowed walls, and messy enough to show that real humans live here and not neurotic neatniks. This looks like the coziest thing ever.

Penny Serenade yes!! I thought I and Husband were the only ones who even knew about that movie. The scene that gets me every time is when Uncle Applejack gives the baby a bath because the Mom just can’t cause she’s afraid she’ll break the baby, and way back a million years ago, I was afraid I would break my baby son.