I am glad the party went off and was a success. Good for you. Congrats to our new American!
I, too am a Woman.
My dad grew horseradish once and mom (and dad ?) ground it up and jarred it. Mom said never again. I don’t recall if they had to wash everything or if they left the house but, apparently, it wasn’t a good experience. They may have even done it outside or in the garage.
Uh, Happy Pi Day, everyone.
American Pi?
Thank you. It has been great fun all day.
Oh, it is 3-14. Think I will make a pie. Yay!
Pi is Greek, so maybe Spanakopita.
pi is exactly three!
'Tis a favourite project of mine,
A new value of pi to assign.
I would fix it at 3,
For it’s simpler, you see,
Than 3 point 1 4 1 5 9
Don’t be irrational.
I’m having pizza for dinner, does that count?
I was chewing on my lip as I was falling asleep the other night, and my god, does it HURT as it heals. It makes it harder to eat, and it’s hell when you’re brushing your teeth. I used to do this as a kid and I finally broke the habit when I was in college, but in the last few years, I started up again. (It’s mostly when I’m really, really tired, or really drunk)
ARGH
Guin, Pizza is gonna hurt that lip. Be careful.
Who is Barb Heath, and why does my car keep telling me I’ve gotten a message from her but then can’t retrieve it? If I press “Ignore” it keeps repeating that I have a new message and won’t stop. If I press “Read” it tries to retrieve it and just sits there. I can’t clear the message off the display without turning the car off. I’ve checked my missed calls and texting app, and there’s nothing from her.
It is a puzzlement. Also bloody fucking annoying. Two days in a row now, 5 o’clock both times. Urgh.
Welcome to The Dope!
IKR?
IKR?
Best part of the day? I found a Pie Shop that also sells vinyl.
(and shirts with the thought “Sometimes you just need a f*king piece of pie” on them)
Nice big slices of peach or strawberry/rhubarb were $3.14 today.
How. Cool. Worth the hour plus drive.
Thanks, y’all, I somehow missed the “American Pie” shenanigans. That was … uh … wow.
I wandered in here to bitch about something but apparently it wasn’t all that bitch-worthy (completely forgotten, in fact) so I’ll just wander on back out.