{{{MBG}}}
{{{Bobbio}}} – crossing fingers for the women in your life Also, I really hope the whole job/move situation doesn’t blow up on’ya! Any chance of renting in MD and letting the house in NC? (without a huge difference in the rent prices, of course?)
{{{Doggio}}} – I can imagine what it’s like to work retail right now
**Gotti **-- :eek:, but glad DH is OK!
Taters, my baby was 18 last week. How they grow. Some days I’m not quite sure I’m 18 yet, at least in terms of mental age!
my favorite party food would get me tossed from most Hanukkah parties; its anything that includes bacon. I’ve done stuffed mushrooms wrapped in bacon, breaded and deep-fried bacon and I visited a place in Tiffin Ohio (think I spelled that right) that wraps its hoagies/grinders/subs in bacon. Totally. Then they bake it. So you have a bun with a solid bacon crust.
OK - I’ve had some cardiac problems ------------- but they were worth each and every bite!
Little bro stayed at a friend’s house Saturday night. When I picked him up Sunday morning, I said “Did you eat yet, or should we grab breakfast?” “Oh we had bacon omelets. Yum.” “Isn’t David Jewish?” “Yeah. But how’s that any different than Dad making steak?”
I grew up in a kosher home and didn’t have bacon etc until at least high school. While I happily eat bacon and shellfish, and mix milk and meat, I cannot for some reason bring pork into my house. I bring shrimp all the time, but pork I have a real block with.
Two pages and nobody has mentioned queso? That’s Velveeta and Ro-Tel tomatoes for the uninitiated. Along with Fritos Scoops - they are the only appetizer required!
{{{}}} Hugs for all who need them!
I’ve decided that this Christmas we are not having the traditional ham that I always have. We’re gonna have a Mexican Fiesta! I’m even gonna get a piñata! Tacos and enchiladas and tamales (made by the lady down the street.) Guacamole and maybe carne asada. What else?
I had to laugh at that. DH’s arms look like he was in a horrible vehicle wreck. One arm is a mottled mess above the elbow- call it a neo-medical-tribal armband tattoo? and both forearms are covered in bruises, souvenirs of blown IV sites and blood draws… Between the heparin and eptifibatide, he’s been on the verge of just leaking blood out of his pores.
He’s feeling much better now that all of the meds are discontinued and he’s home where he can actually sleep.
As for the moving effort - I once had to move to a different apartment in the same building. I’ve also moved cross-country. Across the country or across the hall, it’s a nuisance. Makes no difference to the utilities, post office, newspaper and everyone else that needs to know where you are. About the only good thing about moving in the same building is that things don’t need to be swaddled in bubblewrap and boxed as carefully.
Ron Swanson, from Parks & Recreation: “Bacon-wrapped shrimp. My first-favorite food wrapped around my third-favorite food. I’d go to a banquet in honor of those Somali pirates if they served bacon-wrapped shrimp.”
Indeed!
gotpasswords, you have my sympathy for moving. It’s the worst, no matter how you slice it.
It would be a great anniversary date if I were going with KT. But I’m going with a friend. KT has no interest in seeing Messiah even if it is at the Cathedral. Yep, the one in St. Paul. There isn’t actually a cathedral in Minneapolis because there’s a Basilica instead. (I’m not Catholic so I can’t explain the difference. Something about the bishop maybe? And the shape of the actual building too. I went to a service at the Basilica with a discussion afterward where they explained it all, but I don’t remember the specifics now.)
Anyway, I’m really looking forward to seeing the Cathedral of St. Paul, not to be confused with St. Paul’s Cathedral in London.
taxi, I’m sure we’ve discussed in the past that my anniversary is the same day as yours, except we’re hitting 27 years this time. Our traditional celebration for the last 6 years or so has been going to the Japanese Steak House for dinner. That’s on tap for Saturday, I think.
**BBBobbio **- dude, you can’t seem to catch a break, can you?
{{{BusDude}}} - didn’t mean to neglect you earlier - when you’re as old as I am, you’ll understand…
Sketties for supper. I just don’t feel like cooking, so sketties is easy.
I must share my warped coworker with you. I can’t go into all the details because it’s a “had to be there” moment, but in the end, he came up with a new holiday treat: *Hipponyturpuppen *- a chicken in a puppy in a turkey in a pony in a hippo, served rare. :eek:
Coworker is a chemical engineer. We’ve all threatened to call his wife and have her adjust his meds. Or hers. Either way…
See? You’re celebrating on Saturday so we should too. I meant to plan it that way! I think we might go to an Italian restaurant that we love. We were just there with my parents, but… it’s sooooooooo good. We could try something else but… it’s sooooooo good. And we’re at 4 years.
I love the Hipponyturpuppen! That’s hilarious.
I’m off to make pumpkin-sausage pasta for dinner. Yum!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I’ve walked out of emergency rooms twice and neither time have I faced any charges. Heck, the first time, one of the hospital security guards gave me a ride back to my car. (Glad DH is okay. Smack him with a trout for me for not calling 911 first if he thinks he’s having a heart attack.)
It’s cold here. 22 degrees American. It actually got all the way up to 23 this afternoon!:eek: The Boys and I got a bag of fahrwood at the grocery sto’ because we haven’t been able to make it out to Irish Brother’s for a log sawin’ in a couple of weeks. We have some fahrwood on the porch, but it’s from a freshly-cut tree and very hard to saw through and still has a lot of moisture in it.