I think that she thinks of salads as diet food, and therefore impossible to enjoy. I'm pretty sure that she won't think I'm happy until she sees me eating something deep-fried.
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.
Ask the restaurant if they can deep-fry some of the spinach.
Oddly, a vaction where I eat healthy and very tasty -- adds to the experience. Granted sweet potato fries are always good
Go, omnis! You have obviously made a very good impression on GGG, as it should be.
Ask the restaurant if they can deep-fry some of the spinach.
Spinach isn't a food that happy people eat! Neither is, well, pretty much anything that I eat other than sweets and potato chips and fries, according to her.
Hmm. I wonder if "it fills me up and gives me energy to go swimming and kayaking and play frisbee and fly a kite, which does make me happy" will convince her of anything.
What does she think you eat that make salad so odd and unusual?
Well, whenever I go to visit, she stocks up on fake meats and soy cheese.
Mmmmm, fake meat. (No, really. Between my mom & stepdad being vegan -- they're the ones who introduced me to a lot of faux meat -- and cooking for a vegetarian, there's a LOT of fake meat I like.)
ION here's the apron that The Boy gave me for my birthday (on me): [link]
ION here's the apron that The Boy gave me for my birthday (on me)
Oh Tep-- you are SO June Cleaver in that. With pearls, even!
Oh Tep-- you are SO June Cleaver in that. With pearls, even!
Well, I wore the dress to work (just your standard A-line shirtdress), but when I put on the apron, I realized that I needed pearls to complete the outfit (I was wearing a typewriter-key "S" necklace). So the pearls were staged.