Yay, Aimee's sister!
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yay for good news for your sister, Aimee!
Ok, so since there is interest in it, I'll go ahead and put the recipe here. I cadged it from the Minnesota Catholic Daughters' cookbook.
Old Fashioned Tomato Soup
3 tbs butter
2 tbs flour
1 tsp. or less salt (I omit it altogether when making it for clients on a low-sodium diet and still get rave reviews)
1/2 tsp pepper
1 quart tomatoes (a big can of crushed tomatoes or tomato puree works well)
1/4 tsp baking soda
4 c or less of milk
Blend first four ingredients in heavy large saucepan over low heat. Add tomatoes, cook 5 minutes. Add soda and milk. Bring to boil - reduce heat and simmer 5 minutes. Will not curdle.
ETA: formatting.
Cash, ~ma for things to work out for your DH's cousin.
Good news! Quick recovery ~ma to your sister, Aims.
My son is in the clueless crowd and I don't understand why. He sees plenty. And he complains all the time about boring stuff in life. "I hate sorting the whites." "XYZ work chore is so boring, I hate it." "I hate cleaning the floor." I tell him he better start doing better in school or he faces a long life of boring work. I took his laptop away because of grades. Over spring break he has had to come to the office and accomplish a set list of tasks before he gets to use an office computer. Poor deprived child.
That's fantastic news about your sis, Aimée!
Mmmmm, plans to make tomato soup for DH and me. Silly kids don't like tomatoes. Don't know where they got that from.
When I was getting up this morning, Ellie informed me that she was *not* going to get up but would watch Frisco while I took a shower. I was very nervous because there have been some pinching incidents but she has been very nice lately. After I turned on the water and she thought I was in the shower, I peeked in on them. She was lying next to him, holding his hand and saying "don't cry Fico, Mommy be right back" and then just telling him about going to school today, basically repeating stuff that I had been telling her. It was so sweet it almost killed me.
I'm marking that tomato soup recipe since DH succumbed to a tv add and bought a Topsy Turvy tomato grower thing. As soon as we get them and it stops snowing here, we'll have fresh tomatoes.
And he complains all the time about boring stuff in life. "I hate sorting the whites." "XYZ work chore is so boring, I hate it." "I hate cleaning the floor." I tell him he better start doing better in school or he faces a long life of boring work.
He'll eventually come around. I found that the summers of working in a bindery helped.
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Ellie has killed me ded of the cute!
Aww, Stephanie. That is so sweet!