Trail mix is also people kibble. So is jerky. See folks, people kibble exists, it’s just called by other names. Unless you want it to make its own gravy when mixed with water. I don’t think that exists for people. Though, if you want gravy you should just go make some. Real gravy is worth the trouble.
Now I want gravy. Maybe tonight at dinner at whatever restaurant I wind up in, I’ll ask which entrees come with gravy.
I stayed home from school today to make sure you didn’t have to go even another moment without a whiny post from me! (okay, maybe it was becuase I’m sick, but we can pretend it was out of concern for you.)
Sean: you train the puppy not to pee in the crate by making her sleep in the crate. They won’t pee where they sleep, but it takes a little while to train them that the crate is where they will sleep, always and forever. We definitely had to hose down Toto’s crate a few times, but she hasn’t gone in the house once since she was a baby. but umm… a puppy is easier to take care of than cats? What kind of cats has this lady encountered?
Lissla: what do you do with all the stuff you bake?
I don’t wish for people kibble because without takeout, I’d be out of a job.
A lot of diners do Fries with Gravy. mmmmm-yummmy
Dottie - are you taking care of yourself? Eat properly, take your vitamins, and drink your water. And stay away FAR AWAY from the diet soda. If you need flavor, have unsweetened iced tea. You can make your own jar tea (or sun tea if you have a nice big window ledge) Fill a jug or a large wide mouth bottle with cold water (tap will do if your tap water tastes okay - I use bottled) and plop in about 6 tea bags - use any flavor tea you like. herbal, fruit, decaf, whatever, and let is sit overnight. Then fridge it. You’ll have wonderful tea to drink. And tea is good for your insides.
You especially need to be healthy while doing the show, because it’s very easy to get run down, what with long rehearsals, then parties after the performances, when you’re healthy. You, my dear, have to take much better care of yourself. Teenagers, in spite of what you think, are NOT indestructable. (and being healthy now will make your 20s and 30s much happier)
As soon as the bread’s baked, I’ll shove some through the modem, rosie.
Dot, I bake almost all our bread, and because my husband works shift work and weird hours, we go through a lot of sandwiches or quick dunk-bread-in-hummus sorts of meals. I also have frequent dropping-in from friends, and a bunch of starving co-workers, who never get fed except when I bring stuff in. :rolleyes: I really need about fifteen kids and a dishwashing slave. I like cooking, but I hate cleaning.
You know, I have a five pound bag of bittersweet chocolate chips. I wonder if they count as kibble?
swampbear, now I want gravy. Maybe I’ll go across the street and get some fries and do poutine. No. Must exert willpower!
rigs, your house, my car. No damage or rehab, just a lot of “normal” maintenance coming due at one time. Between the 30K check-up, getting a small nick or two bumped out and re-touched and new tires, I’m going to be out about $2500 come Friday.
Of course, the tires don’t NEED to be the 2-sizes wider, narrower profile sport Michelins, I just chose that. They’re going to look soooo cool. Deep down, I’m still the kid with the royal blue Trans-Am…
Alrighty then, back to work.
Last thought: Despite how sometimes it feels funny to be The Cheese around here, both my friend and I (who is Senor Cheese at his place) greatly enjoy the benefit of having contractors with good baseball tickets, and who feel the need to throw them at us.
Not gravy … sauce. I kid you not: I’m having dreams about the portabella mushroom sauce that came with the scallops I had Saturday night. Which were sitting on a bed of barely cooked spinich. Mmm. No wonder I awoke with drool on my pillow.
rose: I’m being good. No diet soda til after the show. Lots of hot tea and water. Perhaps not enough sleep, but I can sleep when I’m dead. I’ll be okay. I have a body that refuses to die, so I’ll probably live to be 112.
When I’m 112, I’ll get a mohawk and dye it green. and I’ll wear pink sneakers.
they have peanuts in them. Peanuts are an excellent source of protein, fat, and some vitamins, I’m sure. The chocolate provides soothing theobromine and even a lil caffeine, not to mention sugar for a quick pick me up.
they are food of the gods, mock them at your peril.
In fact, the company should ditch the walking m&ms and go all green and organic and call it People Kibble. They’d make more millions…
argh!! anyone want some weimaraner burgers? :mad: I’m about to make some. :mad: She’s a big dog, so there’ll be plenty to go around.
okay I’m overreacting. but she won’t leave me alone! and then when I told her to go away, she got into the trash can and trailed coffee grounds all over the house! and now she won’t leave me alone again! gaaaaah, go away stupid dog! I don’t want to be your best friend today! you’re too big and goofy! annoy someone else!
I have a nutritionist, and she’s a cutiepie, too. Don’t interpret that as my desire to stalk her, or anything, because I can testify that stalking is oogie.
Color it ironic, or extremely appropriate, depending on your point of view, that she’s skinny as a rail and working in a medical practice devoted to fat people.
Speaking of stalkers, whatever happened to DonkeyBear? I miss his stories of camping out in Swampy’s bushes…