BTW, I was so frazzled, I think I forgot to post this yesterday. My ex-husband was in town for a few hours and called me. We were divorced about 20 years ago and I don't think I'd seen him for about 16. Our marriage ended with him cheating on me, being a general tool and my heart being thoroughly broken, so I was a little hesitant to get together, but he came over after work and we actually had a nice conversation.
He's always been a fascinating person, just a really damaged one. It seems like he's been really working on himself and has had two kids which has opened his heart a lot. It was good to see him more at home in the emotional world. It was also good that he told me I looked amazing, because I am TOTALLY shallow like that.
He's in wikipedia, oddly enough: [link]
Would that make chicken soup your pho?
It's certainly not her friend.
t /hauls out Gong Show gong, gives it a good whack
hmm, nothing about Pho for the Soul? Wish I wasn't on vacation so I could come up with a witty one for that.
I don't think I can ever forgive Trudy for failing to spell it
phriend,
as is CLEARLY required.
When I made tiramisu often, I tended to make it in the buff.
My extremely cisgender and vanilla Kinsey is well-nigh unskewable, but the mental image of naked Plei and tiramisu is making it wobble just a bit.
I can in theory walk to Pho. I should do that some time. It is one of my favorite things.
Heh. With the opening of a new restaurant down the street, I can now walk two blocks, and then go to four pho restaurants in five blocks.
shouldn't that be pho Pho restaurants in five blocks?
:: runs & hides ::
We have problems with faux pho ....
I's like to see a Photo of one of those soups you are talking about.
