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rolanniMind you, it'll all melt tomorrow, but it looks pretty at the moment.
Made a quick trip in the snow this morning to pick up Max!'s meds and the wreath at gym. It had been waiting there for me since Monday, but I haven't been to gym since before Thanksgiving. Stoopid cold. Beautiful wreath, though, and Heidi assures me that it smells great.
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kinzel made a luscious comfort dinner based on what our mothers used to call "goulash" when we were kids, in order to imbue "leftovers with tomato sauce over macaroni" with an air of the exotic. Garlic bread on the side. Yum.
Whilekinzel was performing culinary miracles, I balanced checkbooks and paid all the bills in hand. Still money in the checkbook. I like that.
I'd like to say that Max! took his first pill with good grace. Maybe it'll grow on him.
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Made a quick trip in the snow this morning to pick up Max!'s meds and the wreath at gym. It had been waiting there for me since Monday, but I haven't been to gym since before Thanksgiving. Stoopid cold. Beautiful wreath, though, and Heidi assures me that it smells great.
kinzel made a luscious comfort dinner based on what our mothers used to call "goulash" when we were kids, in order to imbue "leftovers with tomato sauce over macaroni" with an air of the exotic. Garlic bread on the side. Yum.While
kinzel was performing culinary miracles, I balanced checkbooks and paid all the bills in hand. Still money in the checkbook. I like that.I'd like to say that Max! took his first pill with good grace. Maybe it'll grow on him.
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Project: Crystal Dragon
New Words Written: 739
Total Words: 42,724
Notes: Feeling somewhat less like written English is a foreign language that I learned a couple decades ago and never really used very much. I wonder if it's time to shoot somebody?
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Date: 2004-12-04 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-04 03:03 am (UTC)And it can be time to shoot somebody any time your little heart desires. You're the _Author_!
Goulash
Date: 2004-12-07 07:22 pm (UTC)Holy Cow! Did *everybody* eat that as a kid?!? I learned to cook in self-defense against Dad's goulash. Did I mention that ours was made with whole-wheat macaroni because Mom was going through that mid-1970's Mother Earth phase?
Lucky for us, we discovered that Dad wouldn't make the goulash without the aforementioned macaroni. So we hid it. All of it. In the cellar. The dug-in-the-ground-with-the-black-iron-ring-handled-door cellar.
They found the macaroni stash when they moved 15 years later.