Oh yum, ideed!I think I will be making this for Christmas dinner.
What a great tip.
You watch the Amazing Race!I was floored to hear that bit of trivia on Sunday.
I absolutely *love* reading about India and reading books written by Indian authors. But I don't think I could stomach a trip there, either. Unless, maybe, I had a whole lot of money but that's not looking like much of an option...
I had been wondering about this film. I can always count on you for a frank review.
I loved Jake Gyllenhaal in Brokeback Mountain. Since that movie, nothing seems to measure up.
Yay, yay, yay!
I think facebook sort of killed blogging for me, too. Took a bit of the mystery out of it or something.
Yay for you on the weight loss! And double yay on the best friend turned girlfriend.
I love playing around with hair and hair colours!My mother had some kind of scalp thing over the summer. It took several months of antibiotic cream to clear it up.
The only thing I hate more than moving is helping someone else move. Good luck today and here's to hoping that's the end of moving for a while.
I absolutely loved the show Dirty Jobs back when I got good channels. I had a big crush on the host.I always enjoyed the idea of watching what people had to do to keep our civilized world spinning.
We got a lot of snow over the weekend, but's all melted now.
Hmmm...what an interesting post. As usual for you.
I'm not sure that a fair comparison can be made between generations. Everyone's life experiences are dictated by their own perceptions, right? Veterans of WW2 maybe did not "complain" or "moan" but we also did not know that PTSD existed nor did we fully comprehend what the horrors of war could do to a person's mental state.
I have a child who, during the "greatest generation", would have been instutionalized, at *best*. My own life experience will, therefore, alter my perception.
My grandma, who talked a lot about the great depression, would say this:
"Life would be easy if it was black and white. But unfortunately, cookie, it's composed of shades of grey." Then again, she also used to say that she didn't understand what all the fuss was about when people asked her for great depression stories....
That's still one heck of a title.
"If the only prayer we ever said in life was 'thank you', that would be enough."
That's usually pretty easy to do when things are going our way and all seems right in the world but I find it's even more important when things seem helter skelter.
Don't think about the moving or the red eye flight just yet...just get jazzed about Vegas! I'm all jazzed up for you! Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy.
I have a friend named April who was dealt more than her fair share of hard blows in life....everything from being a teen mom to having her husband turn into a vegetable because of a brain aneurysym...but *nothing* gets her down. She has pulled herself up and out of every circumstance, has raised two beautiful sons, is a professor at the local college after nursing in two hospitals, etc. I often wonder what makes the "Belles" of the world act the way they do. What separates them from the "Aprils" of the world?
WITCHY! I am so, so, SO glad to see you here! Not that I don't stalk you enough on facebook....