fiery like the devil
Maybe if I start writing oddball little posts, I can trick myself into informing my Internet Friends what is going on in my life in a serious way! Because these Serious Things, they are not lacking by any means. But that'll come later.
There is something about prolonged absences from LJ that make you think that the next thing you write, the Return, has to be something big and crazy and informative and well-thought-out. Phooey to that. The nutshell version? Life is good, except for the irritating parts. Comme d'habitude.
So I was on Amazon today, lusting after and investigating cookbooks. Like you do. And I notice that one of the SIPs for the Real Food Daily cookbook is "large howl." Thinking this must be a mistake, I click it, and notice that indeed, many other cookbooks also call for putting ingredients in a "large howl." But it gets better.
Current cat-sighting count since I moved into the B&B one week ago (not counting the ones that live next to the Staircase From Hell):
3 meandering about
7 in or right next to the newly-harvested wheatfield
There was something else crawling about in there last night, too; I wanted to say some sort of round but pointy animal (I didn't get a great look), like a hedgehog?, but this is clearly absurd and it was surely just a ginormous Field Rat, rotund from its feast of wheatfield cats.
There is something about prolonged absences from LJ that make you think that the next thing you write, the Return, has to be something big and crazy and informative and well-thought-out. Phooey to that. The nutshell version? Life is good, except for the irritating parts. Comme d'habitude.
So I was on Amazon today, lusting after and investigating cookbooks. Like you do. And I notice that one of the SIPs for the Real Food Daily cookbook is "large howl." Thinking this must be a mistake, I click it, and notice that indeed, many other cookbooks also call for putting ingredients in a "large howl." But it gets better.
Current cat-sighting count since I moved into the B&B one week ago (not counting the ones that live next to the Staircase From Hell):
3 meandering about
7 in or right next to the newly-harvested wheatfield
There was something else crawling about in there last night, too; I wanted to say some sort of round but pointy animal (I didn't get a great look), like a hedgehog?, but this is clearly absurd and it was surely just a ginormous Field Rat, rotund from its feast of wheatfield cats.