Fingers crossed, sarameg. And keep us posted.
'Sleeper'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Stay safe, sarameg!
I have decided to reverse my dishwashing workflow to go right to left, or counterclockwise.
And that sounds unfun, amych. Well worth whining about.
Pressure steaming my frozen shu mai did not go great. Still edible, but kinda melty. A learning experience.
Well, it looks like there's a tornado on the ground SW of downtown B'ham, about 35 minute drive from here. (We're in Trussville, to the NE of B'ham. Of course, that's the direction the storms are moving. But it's a ways.)
amych, sorry you have to deal with all that.
sarameg, stay safe!
You guys. My mother made a Christmas present for my cat! My anti-pet hates-animals mother! Hilarious.
Awesome, Jesse.
OTOH, I got a cat clock. :/ My sisters think it's so me. I'm like...um...have you met me?
I'm still in turkey coma. The hurty tummy is due to pie.
With the pendulum tail and the eyes that look back and forth on the tick-tocks?
Christmas with Tim's family was lovely as usual (they resolutely do NOT discuss politics or religion, which is super smart; I just geeked out about Hamilton with one of Tim's nieces, while Tim and the niece's boyfriend rolled their eyes). But I left before dessert because I have a porcupine in my throat and my ears hurt. Bah.
pointless mansplaining and shouting matches, nonstop Christian privilege, and general I don't wanna.
My brother sent me periodic texts from our aunt's house (he went there today, while I went to Tim's Dad's house). Our conservative bigoted aunt lectured about morality for a while and then went on at length about how Christians are going to be rounded up and put into camps and their guns will be taken away from them. (I asked my brother if he pointed out that anyone who's put in an internment camp, regardless of demographic, probably doesn't get to keep their gun.)
In other words, I won at Christmas today. My poor brother. He can't even drink to deal with that utter nonsense.
(And did I mention that my brother and SiL gave me earrings that are tiny luchadores??? So much win, y'all.)