I’d never had kohlrabi before so my manager brought some in from her garden. Not bad, very mildly cabbage-y. But it has an aftertaste that is distinctly like ranch dressing. Even though I ate it plain with no dressing. Weird.
Puggy, please stop living interesting times.
Good morning everyone!
Puggy, I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you.
ems, come for air some time, okay?
When I was growing up, we used to grow kohlrabi in our garden. I used to really like it, although I haven’t had any in years.
I am not thrilled about the skinny jeans look. Skinny jeans do not look good on curvy girls. I am curvy, dammit.
I’m sure I have errands to run today, but I don’t know what they are yet.
Hugs and smooches to all.
Hubba hubba!
Yeah, there’s a reason most of my WoW characters are female dwarfs… that’s my ass and that’s my run all right. Skinny jeans and me just don’t go together.
Using a Mac with iTunes 8.
ETA: {{{pugs}}} don’t know what to say… scary, I’m sure…
Our weather is broken!
Or rather, all reporting of our weather is broken. In the front yard, it’s warm with a breeze. In back, it’s hot. Wunderground says the current temp is 92 with a high of 86. The Weather Channel says it’s 80 with a high of 93. Another map says it’s currently 67 with a high of 90.9 curiously specific degrees.
All I know for sure is that the air conditioning came on at 7:30 this morning. Does any of that make any sense? Despite all of their computers, gigantic maps and Storm Tracker Center 2000, they can’t do any better than sticking their head out the window.
Mmmmm… kohlrabi. I haven’t had any in ages, mostly because The Boy hates anything that remotely tastes like cabbage. Maybe I’ll try it raw and see what he thinks…
AMEN sister!
I’ve got child bearin’ hips, curvy thighs and itty bitty little ankles (how I managed that in a family notorious for inheriting the dreaded cankle is a mystery, but a happy one).
Wearing skinny jeans makes me look like one of those pre-historic female fertility idols… but in a bad way. It looks like I’m all booty.
The raw kohlrabi still had a distinct, if mild, cabbage taste. Just a warning, Muppet, before you feed it to The Boy.
I think we just need more fashion freedom. If I look good in skinny jeans, then I should be able to wear them (and be able to find them in a store!), and if you prefer wide-leg jeans, then you should be able to wear them. With no one looking down on you and thinking that you’re unfashionable. Plus, why should I have to buy new jeans every two years when the ones I have are still in good condition just because the fashion changed? Grrrr. My husband just buys Levis 505s and keeps them until they wear out and then gets a new pair of 505s. Why or why can’t it be that simple for women??
I don’t buy wide leg jeans, per se. I get the boot cut. I definitely agree with you on the whole fashion freedom thing, though, taxi.
I buy what’s comfortable and what I feel flatters me. This probably explains why I don’t have a whole lot of clothes. I’m picky, and I seem to pick the wrong days to shop.
I prefer kohlrabi raw. I find the taste almost kind of sweet.
Because the Fashion Gods are evil.
I also refuse to wear skinny jeans. I also look like a fertility goddess in them. Or just like someone who could weigh 20lbs less, and should. Nope.
I’ve been meaning to try kohlrabi. I like cabbage. Maybe not until after the first trimester, though.
Chiming in as a 22-year-old guy:
Curvy girls are, in fact, hot. I don’t like the anorexic look. I prefer girls who are soft and comfortable to hold, and who I don’t feel like I’ll snap in two with a big hug, and who are happy and comfortable with their bodies. Hips, thighs, boobs, and bellies rule! That’s part of why I think my girlfriend is the sexiest thing alive! 
Anyway… Today was productive. LilBro and I cleaned the kitchen, dining room, living room, and basement for Mom so that she wouldn’t have to do housework on top of the work she does to earn money to help with the cost of our college. We vacuumed, mopped, dusted, wiped, cleaned counters, bagged recyclables, straightened, and generally did whatever needed to be done to make the house habitable.
Dunno what dinner will be. Hopefully something tasty - I haven’t eaten today and I’s hungry!
If this were facebook, I’d give this a thumbs up!
Well, to be fair, it’s partly out of selfishness - girls with a bit of fat make better pillows and are more comfy to cuddle with.
I draw the line at rolls though. At that point it stops being cute and attractive, and becomes gross and a sign that the girl has let herself go.
You know how this works? You wear what you want, not what some stranger tells you that you should wear. That’s how I do it. I’m comfy and all the important bits are covered. What else is clothing for??
Next week, we go back to 8 hour days, so yay! There’s still some question about how long this project will last. I hear rumors of 30 days and 70 days. As long as it’s on a normal work schedule, I don’t care.
I do have to go in tomorrow, but I’m making it a half day. I’ve got a team meeting at 10, then I’m outta there. Hope I catch up on some sleep this weekend.
{{Puggy}} - all kinds of good thoughts coming your way. I’m sure it’ll be no big deal. Trust me -would I lie?? 
Almost Firday - yay!
Fixed. Check to make sure I didn’t break anything, please.
Hasn’t been that long, has it? Those look a bit like the jeans I paint and garden in. They started out as nice skinny jeans and have been worn down to comfy housework jeans. Mine don’t have any rips, just worn spots. I prefer skinny jeans because I look good in them. I completely agree that we ought to be able to buy things based on how we look in them, not just based on whatever some random person tells us is in this year. If I like them and they’re in good shape, I keep clothes for pretty much ever…
Ummmm, I’m pretty sure we all share the brain defect that we already knew about. Further brain issues are strictly prohibited. 
I imagine we won’t hear from mmmmmmmmmm until hubby has departed…
Way too little done at work yesterday. I have stuff that’s important for me to do that I keep not getting to.
But I was tired, so I came home. Weekend work is staring me in the face. Ick. I’ll probably be taking a day off week after next to make up and then I’ll be off for about 10 days at the beginning of September.f
There was more, but I’ve forgotten what it was. Because I haven’t actually had dinner yet. Off to forage.
GT
Oy is me. I’m exhausted and the day isn’t nearly over yet.
After work, I dashed off to Hipster Central (aka the indie record shop) to pick up some tickets to see Telefon Tel Aviv… then dropped into the Chinese bakery on the way home to grab some din din… then came home and watered plants, tidied kitchen, did dishes
Still need to pack for the weekend (we’re off to visit Mumsy Dearest), empty litterboxes, set feeder and water fountain for kittens, make a few last-minute calls, and water the garden.
Why don’t I have a Housework Fairy, dammit?
That is terribly sad, rebo.
How very very sad, Rebo. Hugs for you and your supervisor’s family.
I want a housework fairy, too. I still think we should jointly hire one and send him or her around from house to house. I’m sure we could afford one as a group!
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