NaBloPoMo 2015 - Day 26
Happy Thanksgiving! If you are celebrating, I hope you're having a great day!
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So it's warm again. Weather, you are a tease!
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My grandpuppy, Ziggy, looks like this:
All over. Tonight, after relieving herself, she then sat back down in said relief.
The takeaway?
It's hard to get dogshit out from under your nails.
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We're watching Daredevil. It's really good. It's really good in spite of the following exchange:
* Matt: You just opened one of the cuts on your back.
* Claire: How do you know that?
* Matt: I can taste copper in the air.
Matt, honey, if you taste copper in the air when someone bleeds, you should ask your self why you are spending so much time with Vulcans. Just sayin'
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Today's prompt:
If you're celebrating Thanksgiving today (or even if you're not!), tell us about the best cook in your family.
I have lots of great cooks in my family. My maternal grandmother was an amazing baker. My paternal grandmother made the best turkey dinner I have ever eaten. My mom is a great cook when she puts her mind to it (I am not even counting the time she somehow used vanilla in place of soy sauce. ) My paternal grandfather was a chef in a pretty swanky hotel or two. My maternal granfather had three or four specialties, but none of us have ever been able to reproduce them. My mother-in-law is a terrific cook (her chocolate chip cookies suck, for some odd reason.) My sister makes fabulous meals. Even my three now-adult kids are great cooks. We don't have to endure any bad meals. We're pretty lucky.