I can't log in to my Dreamwidth account. Facebook is down. First World Problems.

First off, we don't have any buttermilk. Okay, I can adapt. Milk and vinegar does the trick. I take the chicken out last night to thaw. Except it sorta doesn't. Then I thought Niece 1.0 was going to be here, so I take out another piece. What the heck, it's gotta sit in the sorta-buttermilk brine for six hours, it'll thaw a little ( Read more... )

Tried to make a funny sports post on an FB group, and it devolved instantly into a political bitchfest. And my sister and BIL wonder why I live in my room and don't interact with the world. Because this shit happens!

Clearing out my closet, to move in stuff I've chosen from Mom's. Offered some of my old stuff to Sister, for Niece the First. Sister: "I would never let C be caught dead wearing anything like that ( Read more... )

Niece the First is nine, and when I asked her about some of her friends at school (keeping in mind that fourth grade was matched only by seventh in terms of Horrible in Auntie's dictionary) she replied that there are Christian girls already starting on her, other Catholic girls and the one Jewish girl in their circle with the "You're not going to ( Read more... )

Ugh. Don't know what the problem is with FB, but I'll have to cross-post from here, my LiveJournal account, until I figure out why FB and my computer are suddenly behaving like River Tam and Jayne Cobb, pre-BDM. Believe me, I don't like it, either. Everything else seems to be working fine, it's just FB that's suddenly gone haywire. So, until ( Read more... )

BASTARDS! BASTARD-COATED BASTARDS!! WITH BASTARD FILLING!!! IN BASTARD SAUCE!!!!FUCKING ASSHOLES! GROW THE FUCK UP AND GET THE FUCK OVER YOURSELVES ( Read more... )

Hey y'all. I need the lyrics to Somethin' Like This by Joe Diffie, off his 1997 album Twice Upon A Time. I've looked at all my usual lyrics sites, no luck. Thanks!

This is an e-mail I got from my sister.

About e-mails.

I want to thank all of you for your educational e-mails over the past year. I am totally screwed up and have little chance of recovery.

I no longer open a bathroom door without using a paper towel, or have the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying about the bacteria on ( Read more... )

Thank Goddess neither my sister nor my mother read this ( Read more... )