Happy birthday Deena!

I'm making tacos for dinner tonight. I've been wanting to make this recipe for a while, but it requires more pans than I own, so I'm making it now while I'm visiting my parents. I'm also reading Julie & Julia, watching the Food Network, and thinking about Michael Pollan's article in the Times yesterday claiming that nobody cooks anymore and the country is going to hell in a handbasket because of it, so I'm having a rather foodie day.

And because it deserves a post of its own, Birthday Felicitations, Deena! May there be cake, and sparklers, and hugs and kisses and wishes that come true!

{{{{{Vortex}}}}}

~ma, Sox

And, Barb, you ok? Glad you got a little rest, there.

Here are those two sleep related stories I heard on NPR this morning.

How Aging Changes Sleep Patterns

Snoring Can Indicate Treatable Sleep Condition

I went over to Conquer Club to see if it was my turn to play on any of the games, and I can't help but notice it's Sean's turn on ALL of them. I see how it is! Once ya get a lady friend, you can't spend time with us anymore. Jeesh man.

Clearly he's trying to establish a reputation as a lover, not a fighter.

Happy birthday Deena!

AUGH. was not thinking, and did not download bills off website before switching carriers. Now am on hold with old carrier hoping to get last couple bills so I can do my expense reports from the last couple months (um, which I'd obviously been putting off). DOH!!!

Thanks for the birthday happies! In a bit of synchronicity, we're also having tacos for dinner--the tacos of my childhood, with refried beans and corn tortillas and melty cheese. I canNOT wait for dinner. No cake or sparklers, but I do have peanut M&Ms.

I wonder who those people are who don't cook. I think they are not us.

Because it bears repeating: Happy Birthday, Deena!

I'm also reading Julie & Julia, watching the Food Network, and thinking about Michael Pollan's article in the Times yesterday claiming that nobody cooks anymore and the country is going to hell in a handbasket because of it, so I'm having a rather foodie day.

By "nobody" Mr. Pollan refers to The Womenfolk, it seems to me.

I hereby rent. God knows it has been ages.

Re: asking me out

Dear guys,

It's nothing personal, really. I'm pretty much unsynchronized with reality, because my alternative inner world is so much more fun, so my almost non-reaction when your trying to make a move? Trust me, it's for your own good. Seriously, I'm on the basic "need to know" and "tell me what you want from me and go away ASAP" mode with strangers, and not the "OMG LOL YOUR LIKE MY NEW BEST FRIEND LET'S BAKE COOKIES" one. I know one of these days I'll have to embrace a new protocol regarding this, but geez, I'm kindda hoping I wouldn't have to.

In other words: don't talk the talk, walk the walk. And timing, dammit. Appropriate timing is just SO FREAKING IMPORTANT.

With somewhat of a feeling of fondness,
Myself

Happy Birthday, Deena!

{{{{{Shir}}}}} it's good to see your pixels. What a sad, sad, shameful thing those attacks were. I hope that your friends can find a way to feel safe, along with the rest of the LGBT community there.

Yes, this, a thousand times.

Also, {{{{Vortex}}}}. I'm so sorry for your loss. I know its been a year, but that doesn't make it any less painful in many ways.

I did eventually sleep from about 5:30 to noon. If I can fall asleep at a reasonable hour tonight and sleep through the night, I'm going to be psyched.

Also, WOOT Sean and date-girl! Remember, take it slow, slow, slow.