I like the way you think!
Are you married? If not, do you want to be?
In all likelihood I’m way too old for you, but I do like beer! And swampbear will vouch for my character. And the cookies I bake!
NO, here’s the recipe:
Christmas Cake
Christmas Cake Ingredients:
1 cup of water
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup of sugar
1 tsp salt
1 cup of brown sugar Lemon juice
4 Large eggs Nuts
1 Bottle of Vodka
2 cups of dried fruit
Sample the vodka to check quality. Take a large bowl check the vodka again.
To be sure it is the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink.
Repeat.
Turn on the electric mixer. Beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.
Add one teaspoon of sugar. Beat again.
At this point it’s best to make sure the vodka is shtill OK.
Try another cup , just in case turn off the mixerer.
Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl and chuck in the cup of dried fruit.
Pick fruit off floor.
Mix on the turner.
If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers pry it loose with a sdrewscriver.
Sample the vodka to check for tonsisticity.
Next, sift two cups of salt. Or something. Who giveshz a poo.
Check the vodka.
Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts.
Add one table.
Add a spoon of sugar, or somefink. Whatever you can find.
Greash the oven and piss in the fridge.
Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.
Don’t forget to beat off the turner.
Finally, throw the bowl through the window, finish the vodka and kick the cat.
Fall into bed.
CHERRY MISTMAS!
::sigh::
I just read on fb that one of my great aunts died.
She had to be close to 90.
She was someone special and she always seemed ageless and tireless.
She took in foster children for years, some who came to her from abusive homes.
She was a fearless lady too, she was in her late 70s when she went paragliding in the alps.
How cool is that?
She is going to be missed by a lot of people.
I don’t know if my mother knows yet, she’s out of town.
She is going to take this hard.
{{{{sari}}}}
That is so cool!
I’m sorry for you and your family.
What a fucking week.
Saturday morning a friend of mine alerted me to the fact his car had been broken into. I happened to have caught it on my security cameras, so I spent the morning before work yesterday getting the video together for the police to look at.
Then, just a half hour before I went to work they discovered a house they own across the street from me had been broken into. It wasn’t until early this morning that I discovered I had video of that too. I just started a thread asking people to help identify the car used.
I spent my day off repairing their door, installing a new deadbolt, installing a new light, installing new cameras and editing evidence for the police.
I be tired.
See y’all next week.
May I offer my condolences, for whatever they are worth.
Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) must be at work at midnight to conduct inventory in her Dark, Satanic Mill.
We have had the weekend off together, a rare event.
I had planned satay chicken, she asked me to tempura it instead of grilling. It was very good.
The nefarious older tree guy showed up with minions late this afternoon while she was asleep, and I told them to go away and not come back; it has been a week, and I can cut up the remaining trunk and we can wheel barrow it to the street for the city to pick up.
Tree Guys have torn up my back yard, tried to steal my saw, stole my chain saw file and generally been a nuisance to save us $300.00 to cut down a tree. I must water the remaining two this Summer. I blame Climate Change. 
I spent the last $100.00 I didn’t have to pay them on a reef light for the 50 or 100 gallon reef tank. Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) wants to have corals.
I rubbed her feet with baby oil, and scratched them with a rough towel. I held her until she went to sleep. She will awaken when I go to sleep, and arrive home when I begin work in the morning.
Dammit.
Good morning, all.
Highs in the eighties and clear skies here in beeyootiful VT, today and for the next couple days.
No complaints.
Misty rain and temps in the mid 50s. Its a nap day here in West Tennessee but I have too much to do so I probably won’t get one. 
Let’s move on, folks. Nothing to see here…
Crap, it’s another Monday?
Me here again. Still in class. I finished my work and there’s not much to do, so I commandeered the class computer. (Wow, I`m too alliterative today.)
Lots to do once I get home.
I may go to the music store tomorrow. We’ll see what happens…
Damn! Posted in the wrong MMP. sheepishly backs off
That’s ok, I’ll post here too, just to Tick Everyone Off.
Part of me wants to keep this one going too, for the stated reasons above…
We have the MMP, where the cool people of the SDMB post, but the coolest of the cool post in last week’s MMP!
My back hurts like hell. Even after a hot bath, the Doctor House medicine is not kicking in.
