I want someone to make Real Housewives of Carrboro. There could be a fight to the death (well, to the silent treatment) between rival yoga studios, drama over elections to the Weaver Street Market Co-op board, and a 15-minute-per-episode discussion of the feminist issues surrounding the term "housewives."
I could squeeze you until you popped like warm champagne, and you'd beg me to hurt you just a little bit more.
Fuffy ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
Calli - Jun 26, 2009 6:41:12 am PDT #14119 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Hil R. - Jun 26, 2009 6:42:23 am PDT #14120 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
For an all rich town I guess you'd need Real Housewives of Essex Fells or Real Housewives of Mountain Lakes. But who wants to hear about lacrosse scores and "My GOD, how could she buy that Mercedes SLR in an automatic?"
Alpine. For the past several years, it's been either first or second place for wealthiest zip code in the country. Zoning laws there say that you can't build a house on less than an acre -- in Franklin Lakes, houses on a third of an acre are pretty standard.
Trudy Booth - Jun 26, 2009 6:43:54 am PDT #14121 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I like how Essex Fells has no business district whatsoever. The only thing you can buy in Essex Fells is stamps. Commerce is for the little people.
Barb - Jun 26, 2009 6:45:30 am PDT #14122 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I couldn't watch tv commercials without choking up.
Damned Snuggle commercials did me in, every single time. And forget the Hallmark commercials--
sj - Jun 26, 2009 6:46:23 am PDT #14123 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Can someone please explain how I could have gained 5 lbs on vacation while walking significantly more and eating somewhat less (at least post stomach ick)?
amych - Jun 26, 2009 6:49:21 am PDT #14124 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Can someone please explain how I could have gained 5 lbs on vacation while walking significantly more and eating somewhat less (at least post stomach ick)?
happiness.
Vortex - Jun 26, 2009 6:56:31 am PDT #14125 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Can someone please explain how I could have gained 5 lbs on vacation while walking significantly more and eating somewhat less (at least post stomach ick)?
happiness
Booze? Wait, that's redundant.
sj - Jun 26, 2009 6:57:05 am PDT #14126 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
No, depression made me gain weight; happiness was supposed to help me lose weight and get in shape a little bit so that I can finally have a baby dammit.
Sorry to be all ranty, but I feel like I keep trying hard to improve myself, and it has been about as effective as banging my head against a wall.
sj - Jun 26, 2009 6:58:20 am PDT #14127 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Vortex, I only drank alcohol on Friday. After that I didn't want to chance it.
Steph L. - Jun 26, 2009 6:59:17 am PDT #14128 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Since I work 1/2 a day at home on Fridays, I tend to do the laundry and bake, etc., in between manuscripts.
I'm baking a quiche right now, so that it can cool and be a nice cold dinner later. Living with a vegetarian, I generally just do a basic spinach-and-pungent-cheese quiche. But a while ago, I had quiche at a restaurant that put in what I thought was edamame, slightly mooshed up. The server said it was actually peas. (Huh.)
We've been eating a lot of edamame this summer -- I cook up a big batch on Sunday night, and refrigerate it, and we eat it cold all week. (Are you sensing a theme? I might not eat any hot food until November.)
The current batch of refrigerator edamame is nearing the end of its life cycle, so when I made the quiche, I took a couple handfuls of edamame, mooshed them slightly, and then mixed them in with the spinach.
We'll see if that was a tragic error or the TASTIEST THING EVAR.
Stay tuned.