Is that how babies are made? :eek:
Well, at least that explains what dental dams are for…
giggles
well, technically, you could have completely skipped the “make out” phase…
<g,d,&r, vvvf> 
TagFree I wouldn’t worry about mismatched kitchen appliances. You say you’re replacing the cooktop, so find sump’n ya like and when it’s time to begin replacing appliances, get 'em to match then. It ain’t like you gay. If you’re gay then it all must match. If not, the gay mafia (two gay guys named Bruce and Guido) come to your house, rearrange your furniture all ugly, take pictures then go to your neighbor’s houses, make a batch of mimosas and show the pictures and talk about how ugly your house is to your neighbors over mimosas. It’s a horrible thing to endure so I’m told.
Yep, today is Maundy Thursday. I shall be a good little Whiskypalian and attend services tonight. Since it’s easier for me to go from work to the church, I’ll just hang on at work til near church time and go from there. I actually put thought into whether to head back to da cave first or stay at work. I’m pitiful.
I explained the whole deal about how the date for Easter is determined earlier this week. Go look it up cause I’m not doin’ it again. Pay attention y’all!
Ok, time to get myself back to da workplace.
Later Y’all!
:: giggles :: I’ve never made out with a girl either; though I will admit to being a bit curious.
One never can tell what conversational turn the MMP will take. 
Gosh, sure hope you remember more than that of how the baby came to be! That would really suck to go through pregnancy and delivery without at least some fun sex to remind you why you did it in the first place…
Mmmm, butter chicken… All the good Indian places in Portland are downtown or out in the west sayEED which means too far away to go get it in a reasonable amount of time, dammit. I want tandoori now, grump… Well, I have leftover garlic chicken pizza so that will have to do.
Tagfree, the only time mismatched appliances might matter in the slightest is if you’re selling your place. If not? Don’t worry about it. It’s not like you have multiple colors, anyway; white, black, and stainless work just fine together. When and if you sell or need to replace them, then you decide which scheme you prefer and go with it. Or not. Like someone upthread said, it’s more important where the kitchen is and what its layout is than whether it has everything perfectly matching, at least IMO.
As for the cabinets, you could take the doors down and sand them down and stain them a lighter shade. Or replace them with glass doors. Or paint them a shade of cream or light brown, something soft but bright enough to add to the lightness of the room, if you don’t want white. Me, I loved, loved, LOVED my all-white kitchen in our house in New Orleans (I miss that house every single day!), but I know I’m weird and dated that way. Or you could leave them dark, since that’s popular now. Whatever you do, you’ll want to change it if/when you sell, so worry about it then if it doesn’t bother you that much now.
$9 per person for a hors d’oevres wedding reception, Pie, including cake? Dirt cheap! Don’t go lower, even for family – you’re entitled to make a reasonable return on your work! She’ll come running to you after she talks to other caterers, believe you me!
Never made out with a girl. While the thought crossed my mind, (a) I never had the opportunity because (b) I was too busy throwing myself at all the boys I like too much. Although I must say a girl with zero clothes on looks a lot nicer than a guy with zero clothes on; with guys, it’s definitely better to leave something to the imagination. If you’re just looking, that is. If you have more in mind, clearly that’s not such a big issue. Or, actually, might be a much bigger issue.
Back to work. Envy me my exciting life.
FTR - I like making out with girls.
Mismatched appliances bug me, but maybe that’s just me. I wouldn’t call it a crime though. Just funny.
Is it go home time yet?
Evening all. I have made out with a girl once - it was actually part of a somewhat larger party (low-key drunken orgy, anyone?). 'Nuff said, since I am now all staid and married and “respectable”. Sigh, I will have such great stories to tell my grandchildren!
I was just starting to boil some rice to make sweet and spicy chicken fried rice tomorrow, but lo’ as the rice was half-boiled, the gas cylinder ran dry, hickory dickory dock (or something). So no rice for tomorrow, and tonight’s dinner (if I get around to doing anything more grand than grilled cheese sandwiches) will have to involve the George Foreman grill and/or the microwave. Instant mashed potatoes, anyone? Sigh …
Muppet, my immune system does the same thing to me! One of my three doctor siblings (yeah, yeah, 3 of them - I’m the self-declared intellectual runt of the family) told me that your hormones (particularly those that are stress-affected) play a big role in when you get sick. So when you know you are headed for some down-time, your hormones take some time off as well, which allows the bugs to get in and wreak havoc! Personally, I think it’s just Sod’s Law (aka Murphy’s Law)!
how did we go from girl-on-girl action to shoddy immune systems (a topic with which I have a personal acquaintance)?
Sorry. I must have missed the memo about continuity!
ETA: I just realised that me needing to take anti-histamines every time I drink means that I am allergic to alcohol (well, kind of!)!!! :smack:
I’m constantly taking anti-histamines (allergies), and I’ve found that it makes me metabolize alcohol faster. So, I get a buzz more quickly, but it also wears down faster. The plus side of this is no hangovers.
Because Dotty was the only one nice enough to provide me with sympathy for my feeling sick, that’s why.
The rest of you naughty things were too busy being titillated by girl-on-girl stuff. Hmph.
Just for that, I oughta sneeze all over the MMP. Share the love and all that.
Continuity - pffffft
I have once made out with a girl - It was then I decided I like boys for sure
I am feeling like shit today - the headache is back and I am assuming my blood pressure is up after the stressful couple of days I have had. I am hoping I don’t get sick becasue of it
This weekend I am gonna be lazy. Maybes try to plan some wedding stuff but I can do that in my jammies on the couch.
Well, seeing as MT chimed in on the making out with girls thing, I’ll say that I certainly would, but I never have. The right one, though? Heck yeah. I’ll freely admit to having been attracted to a few women. I wouldn’t say I’m bi, but I seem to have developed a few tendencies that way. Unfortunately there is nobody of either gender around right now to make out with. 
Otherwise, nothing’s happening. I need to go get some food. Quit talking about Indian, dangit, there isn’t a single Indian restaurant up here that I know of!
Mmmm, Indian food. I had butter chicken for lunch yesterday, with some deliciously evil butter naan. 'Twas good!
Oooh, butter naan.
Yeah, could have skipped the making out- but who’d want to? I like sex and the lead-up.
Oh, sorry, palebunny.
Daal makhni, aloo gobi, garlic naan, chicken korma
No kidding. We (the college kids) just had spring break last week and now we get Firday off this week. That means no break in April. cries
Speaking of…TODAY IS MY FIRDAY! Finally, something in this asscrack of a week that I can smile about.
Here’s where I toss my “me too.” I’m so straight that if I were male I’d be gay. “Queer as Folk” got me all hot and bothered…except for the lesbian bits. God, I wanted to smack the two of them with a llama.
Damn you for making me choke back peals of laughter when I’m at the desk on the quiet floor.
That’s the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.
emphasis mine
and now we’re back to girl-on-girl
seriously, in my skimming, I must have missed that you’re under the weather. Until I got this auto-immune crap, I used to think that was just an expression. But since every change of weather makes me feel like death warmed over, I “get” it now. ------- 
_____<— “meh” smilie
:: blows feel-better kisses ::
Ugh, the Mafia game has become a clusterfuck in a matter of hours. I have a headache.
Don’t wanna teach tonight. Blergh.