Why am I reading Skinny Bitch? I know this book is bad for me.
'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
Also, my officemate today asked me if I knew where there were good places around here to go hunting. Um, that would be a no. As anyone who has commented on my food as often as he has would have to know.
Also, my officemate today asked me if I knew where there were good places around here to go hunting.
I am honestly starting to suspect brain damage.
I told him I knew a good place to watch turtles playing, but he didn't seem interested.
I know this book is bad for me.
Then walk away. It's the healthy thing to do. (eta: I don't always follow my own advice, but I think it's still good advice. Much like flossing.)
OK, a bit of googling tells me that I was only remembering it half right. The ruling is that, if a pregnant woman smells a food and gets a craving from that, then "you" must get the food for her, even if it's not kosher. It doesn't specify the husband in particular for that "you." (They believed that a pregnancy craving was a vital need, and that not eating a food you were craving could cause a miscarriage.)
When I was hanging out with some Orthodox gals I told them to avoide bacon because if they had it they could never go back.
I ate bacon as a kid, sometimes. Never really liked it that much.
you never really liked any meat though, did you?
I liked hot dogs and chicken.
Fire and Ice, Plei?
Ayup.